Born on the very day that Jimi Hendrix died, Remy Maxwell was destined for greatness. But mediocrity would have to do. Raised on a farm in South Louisiana by free-spirited freaks, Remy was inundated with music from day one.
Weaned on a healthy diet of Zeppelin, Elton John, The Beatles, Joni Mitchell (no, not Ween … they weren’t born yet) and the like wafting from the speakers in the trees, Joni and Elton were quickly replaced by Nugent and KISS, which provided an effortless transition to Van Halen, Metallica, Slayer, Megadeth, Pantera, Alice in Chains, Janes Addiction and TOOL to name but a few.
Finally, the impressionable youth’s life calling was made apparent! Since that lucrative gig as an exterminator didn’t pan out, Remy spent his formative years playing in bands in New Orleans, Orlando, and Los Angeles. That never blew up into rock-star-size proportions, so a life behind the mic bouncin’ off the walls doin’ a show on the radio would have to suffice.
During a brief two-year interlude in L.A., he engineered records for such luminaries as Motörhead, Great White, Blind Melon, Irene Cara (FAME, baby!), Keith Sweat (pullin’ jailbait waaay before R.Kelly), and Gerardo. After stints at the ground-breaking KNAC and KLOS in Southern California, the allure of monster mosquitos in the summer and sub-zero ice fishing temperatures in the winter became too tough to ignore. Remy packed up his Harleys, DVD collection, and rolling wet bar and landed in Minneapolis, where he has reigned as rock radio’s premiere “Dirtbag Dujour” for almost a decade.
Almost time for our annual pilgrimage up to Walker to jam and dance under the moon…
To hear Tommy tell it, no hugs or even a goodbye at the last Motley show, and Vince isn’t slowin’ down one bit!
Didja have any idea that Pat Moynahan had that patented Plant SCREECH?!
Look, just cuz Rage is in the title, don’t mistake it for a full-fledged RATM reunion!
Hmmm…still no proper funeral, and there’s already an auction to buy some of his stuff.
An overabundance of heart on the Grand Casino Hinckley Ampitheater stage this weekend, so expect lotsa blood to be PUMPIN’!
It’s the Final Tour that would never END!!
Slowhand’s still movin’ faster than he should at his advanced age…
What legendary band can we thank for Joan’s ascension to punk superstardom?!
Wanna see The Boss again this summer?