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.
Whattaya get when you cross a member of Alkaline Trio with Travis Barker and Mark Hoppus?
Finally, we don’t have to go to a casino for a one-armed bandit!
It doesn’t seem like Scott really knows what he wants to do…
Billy Joel is the furthest thing from a hippie OR a hick…
Ya think Jenny McCarthy’ll come out onstage with New Kids and pick her nose or make a funny face?
The Big Easy’s ALWAYS a good time, but factor in two weekends of great music, killer food, and copious amounts of alcohol and you’ve gotta recipe for FUN!
Sounds like a new E! reality show, duzn’t it?
Ok, we get it–Christine McVie’s BACK in the band…
When Billy’s not dancing with himself or emitting a rebel yell, he’s checkin’ his hair in the mirror…
Is FOB the comeback story of the year?!?