Shed a tear cuz you're missin' Axl & Co.? I've been known to get a little sappy during such revisitations.

Truth is, even living the band geek life at 30, I'm forced to admit: music, especially of the mainstream variety, just hasn't been as much fun since that era. Since, we've been forced to check our egos and our shameless gratification. We traded leather defiance for lonely boy pity, and hot chicks for standoff-cool. Essentially, we traded innocence for self-conscienceness.

The tradeoff was for the best, and we all know it. But once upon a time, it sure was fun to crank Appetite for Destruction up to 11, and rock the L.A. way.
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