- "Sex, drugs, and rock n' roll, man"
The year was 1980. Liv was a L.A. high school graduate who turned down her future for music. Her band split up and she was looking out for a unique one who was looking for a guitar player. She was ready a...
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November 20th, 1987
~liv the girls tour as far as the shows, were going great for us. we had just finished the whole u.s. tour and after a week long break, we're flying to japan. "look guys, i know you killed america but i'm begging you to behave this tour." doc gave us a pep talk before arriving in tokyo, as we all sat along the couch of the jet.
"japan is not at all like america. ok? they are way more strict and one with wrong move, one of you could have a death penalty, you hear me?" he was mostly looking towards tommy and nikki, who were just giggling as they shared a silver tray full of coke between them. their reaction was just to laugh it up. "that means absolutely no drugs, i'm lookin at you two." doc pointed at them but soon put his head in hands when he saw they thought it was a joke.
"liv please keep an eye on them, ok?" i nodded as he rolled his eyes and went to talk to the pilot. i know the boys were going to try to pull something big. once we landed we arrived at a massive hotel with a few thousand japanese fans waiting at the doors. we pushed past the crowd to get to our rooms, and vince grabbed the wrist of a small girl, basically in tears to carry off to his room. not surprised.
once i was in the quiet of my own room, i decided to do something that's been eating at me for a while now. i had to call slash. we've both been really distant lately with us being on tour, and after japan we were off to europe.
plus right before i left to go on tour, i've kinda lost that spark i used to have with him at the beginning. it just wasn't working out. so, i picked up the phone and dialed their manager.
"hey it's liv, can i talk to slash?" once he left me on hold slash came on the phone.
"hey baby what's up?" my stomach churned and i ran my hands through my hair roughly. "hey um i've kinda wanted to talk with you about something." i bit my lip as i was starting to feel guilty.
"i think we should break up. it's just with us being away from each other for so long i don't think it's working out. i'm sorry." my heart was pounding as i was waiting for his answer when he quietly cursed.
"yea i understand liv. i'm sorry too. you know i'll still love you." tears were brimming my eyes and i slumped back into my bed. "yea me too." we said our goodbyes and i let a few tears stream down my cheeks. this sucked. i hated being the one to breakup more than the one being dumped.
i looked over at the clock and remembered we had an MTV interview at 6. fuck me.
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December 18th, 1987
we were on a freight train on our free day to roam around the cities of japan. me and tommy were sitting together while vince and nikki were across from us. the boys including myself were going insane, especially nikki. drugs were absolutely not allowed in this country, so our only outlet was alcohol.
