Sunset Strip

* Ooh

* Shh *

* Hey, kid, rock and roll

* Rock on

* Ooh, my soul

In Hollywood in 1972,

up on sunset, man...

the strip was packed every night.

* Jump up and down

* In your blue suede shoes

And not with tours, but us...

the people in the back rooms trying to make it.

* Where do we go from here? *

* Which is a way that's clear? *

* Still lookin' for

* That blue jean baby queen *

* prettiest girl...

We were all out there looking for something,

because we knew that L.A. was a gold mine,

and your life could change

in 24 hours.

And that's why we came here.

Oh, that's right. Just walk on by.

Oh, shit.

Michael, you know I hate eating alone.

I'm sorry. Come join us.

You want some more coffee?

No. No, thanks.

I'm not hungry.

Okay, but do you want more coffee?

* Rock on

here it is.

* Rock on

I'm sorry about today.

Things just got a little out of hand.

Yeah? So, who was she?

You really want to know who she was?

Or you want to know what she was doing to him?

So, the shoot's still at 2:00?

Yeah. I'll pick you up.

Uh-huh.

Did you ever think about washing some of this?

No.

Well, you should.

Hey, I like the new song.

Remember what you said if it goes to number one...

Yes, but only if you learn to play the guitar.

* Human nature *

What?

* Always seems to

* Have a way of givin' in

I'll be right back.

Miss, miss.

Could you change the radio station, please?

I like this song.

-I wrote this song. -You wrote this song?

Yeah, and I really don't want to hear it right now,

you know what I'm saying?

Mary, I got the guy over here who did this song.

Ohh.

Hi.

Hi.

Is this you singing?

Look, if it was me singing,

do you think that I would be here

eating toast and eggs?

I'd be at the Hyatt, right?

With a 16-year-old girl with perky little breasts

who thinks I understand her,

you know?

But it's not me singing, no.

You know why?

Because I'm not that guy.

So would you mind too much

changing the goddamn fucking radio station, please?

Ohh.

Oh.

Oh, man.

Oh, fuck.

Bobby.

Out. Come on.

Oh, baby.

Get out.

Ohh.

Bobby, come on.

Hey, baby.

Oh, come on, come on, don't be that way.

Give your daddy some sugar.

Come on. Bobby.

I need to get some sleep.

Ohh.

You know,

it wasn't that long ago you were begging me

every time I come off stage.

Yeah, and how many stages you been on lately, Bobby?

You should eat more.

You're too skinny.

You should eat eggs.

I don't eat eggs, Mr. Niederhaus.

We talked about this.

Everybody eats eggs.

I don't eat meat or their baby embryos.

Do you eat fish?

Yeah.

I eat--I eat fish.

Yeah.

You should come tonight to the show.

Maybe you could come on stage

and play the tambourine.

Hey, come here.

Hey.

Nice dog.

Thanks.

Come on.

Well, what do you call yourself?

Naked Snake.

Naked Snake?

Now, that's a name.

I just wanted it to be "Naked" first,

but then one of our guys killed his snake

in his garage during rehearsal,

so it was some kind of sign.

Listen, I need to rest, okay?

You need this?

Let me have some of that.

This could be it, Mr. Niederhaus.

Tonight, I may actually be able

to get some of that money that I owe you.

You know? I mean, it goes well,

because there's going to be some major labels there.

You know?

If they like us...

you buy some fish before you pay me, okay?

Okay.

Don't forget that.

No, no.

How many girls have you been with lately?

Come on, Doc. I know where I got it.

I just need the shot.

Yeah. Okay.

You know what they call a guitarist

without a lady friend?

No. You got me.

-Homeless. -Aah!

Ha ha ha! It wouldn't have hurt if you laughed.

You done?

Done, done, done.

oh, nice.

You're going to have to let her know--

and anybody else you've been with.

Don't worry. She'll know.

Okay, who's next?

Roses are red,

violets are blue.

Jennifer the cocktail waitress has the clap,

and she gave it to you.

That's touching. I like that.

Is that a new lyric?

Yeah.

you know, Mikey, I'd take a couple of shots in the ass

for Jennifer.

You want me to pass that on for you?

Nah. That's not necessary.

You want me to go in there with you

for a little support, you know?

It's kind of hard to tell somebody

that they're diseased.

And I also want to assure you...

and her...

that I'm not going to say anything.

Thanks, man.

You got it.

All right, so what do you got on today?

I got a lot of exclusive interview type stuff

and, uh, you know.

-Don't work too hard. -Yeah.

Hey, Mike.

What are you doing here?

Jen's letting me crash.

You want a beer?

* Aw, yeah *

* Uhh

* Aw, yeah

What time is it, man?

It's a little after 10:00.

Oh, you wait there.

Don't you fucking move, all right?

You're going to love this idea for the shoot, man.

So where is she?

Check this shit out, man.

It's just like I was telling you,

right fucking here.

Glenn, this is Kennedy just before

he had his head blown off.

Exactly, man.

That's what's so great about it.

Just imagine the irony, Mike.

Okay? Add me

sitting up on a back seat

playing my guitar, and...