Today is dedicated to a fucking genius. Mr. Keith Moon (London, 23 August 1946 - London, 7 September 1978).
He was an authentic percussion's genius, using the words of Alice Cooper "He was an octopus", and as all the genius he was completely fucked up. Alcoholic and completely nuts, always smashing things around and being the perfect joker, always the centre of all the attentions, as unusual as he was, unusual he died: overdose of the same pills he was taking to cure his alcoholism problem. Probably the only pills that he took because of a doctor said so.
I also want to add this video, just to express how fucking awesome he was:
He was an authentic percussion's genius, using the words of Alice Cooper "He was an octopus", and as all the genius he was completely fucked up. Alcoholic and completely nuts, always smashing things around and being the perfect joker, always the centre of all the attentions, as unusual as he was, unusual he died: overdose of the same pills he was taking to cure his alcoholism problem. Probably the only pills that he took because of a doctor said so.
I also want to add this video, just to express how fucking awesome he was:
p.s. I added another video, check it, it's fucking amazing!