Ever wondered what the biggest bands in metal and hard rock demand from the concert promoters who book them into your local enormo-dome? Having played in bands where we always considered ourselves lucky to get a few drink tickets (good for well drinks and tap beer only) and a soggy $20 bill at the end of the night, I have, and frequently so.
I won’t even begin to question what methods the always entertaining smokinggun.com used to secure the following concert riders, because frankly that’s their business, and I could care less whose garbage they picked through; as a failed musician, I’m really enjoying reading about what could have been. For you younger and still ambitious lot, of course, these requirements could just be a titillating hint of what great things and frosty beverages destiny holds in store for you.
Jane’s Addiction Concert Rider
