: : : So I just saw the damn show. �I thought I was past the point of being angry about that whole sorrowful episode, but seeing the spin yet re-spun... � Christ, what a despicable pack of lies. �What a despicable round of boot-licking and lies. �God.

: : : Bleeagh! �I need a bath now. �Ive been slimed.

: : : yrs,

: : : David

: : Then what IS the truth, in your opinion, and how do I know if what YOU say is true? �Seems to me like you had a perfectly good opportunity to state your opinions/beliefs and didn't.

: : I'm ashamed I'm even on this site. �No need to reply--you've already lost your credibility with me.

: Dear Debbie,

: The truth is that when all this stuff comes up, I dont see what you, or most people see.

: I dont see aznything I want to talk about on television for your simple minded entertainment.What I see is this: the brilliant, honest, tormented, loyal, brokenhearted John O'Brien, dead, of suicide.

: The savagely brilliant Kevin Gilbert, dead.

: The visionary, hardworking Bill Bottrell, essentially lost to madness.

: The magical child, William Bottrell, dead, floating face down in the ocean, age seven, dead.

: Brian Mcleod's parents, dead of suicide.

: Titus Crehan, dead of despair and disgust.

: The courageous, giant-hearted war correspondent and godfather to my son, Brian Beker, lost to madness. �

: You can add the survivors to the list, as you are so god damned well-informed.

: Let me share what I just now experienced. �I've been thinking about this, against my will, because people, people like you, forced me to. �I sat on my back porch, watching the trees sway in the wind, my mind dragged back into a period of sheer hell, of death, and madness, and the triumph of hypocrites and liars, and after my body was drained of tears, I puked my guts out onto the bricks, and watched my puppy lick them up.

: That's my truth, you stupid cow. �You can go to hell.

: Fuck you, now and forever.

: David Baerwald

: You can go to hell, you insipid fool. �

Hey, Ass Bandit,
Here's news:  You, Crowe and your tuesday night music club have a less than average cd that you're arguing over. This includes: its lyrics, its vocals, its music and its production.  You all need to find another career.  Perhaps yours could be answering e-mails on this one occasion in your life that you're actually getting some attention.  You didn't even answer the previous respondent's question.  What's your version?  You didn't explain your interpretion of the events--you listed the HORRIBLE loss of many lives.  You are a pathetic hole to try to draw sympathy from the unfortunate deaths of many. You aren't telling the truth; and neither is Crowe.  We'll never know, because there's three sides to every story. You, Crowe and the rest of your ass-banging-tuesday-night-talentless-club should go away.  No more publicity for any of you.  Goodbye.  Having said that, LONG LIVE ROCK AND ROLL, AND ELVIS, AND DYLAN, AND THE MOODY BLUES, ZEPPELIN, THE STONES, THE BEATLES, AND ON AND ON...................PEACE OUT.  I LOVE YOU, MAN!!!!!!!!