It’s the summer of 1984 and you’ve landed in LA. You are mad British guitarist and Ozzy Osbourne has picked you up to play for him. you’ve just been picked up to play for the prince of darkness himself.
The year is 1984 in the summer, you are a guitarist for Razzle. We travel to us to meet with Motley Crue. You are British same as razzle, he is your best friend. Nikki sixx, Tommy Lee, and Vince Neil are all pining for you.
You are a medium(you can see,feel, and sense spirits). Sam and Colby have been your friends for this past two years. They asked you to join them to visit the conjuring house. Colby has been looking at you differently lately. You’ve liked him for the past six months and he hasn’t noticed or so you thought…..
The year is 1984 and your the lead guitarist and singer of your rising rock band. You’ve become close with the band Motley Crue especially Nikki Sixx. In a world of drugs, alcohol and love you two have found eachother. The other members of Motley Crue like you but not as much as Nikki.
In 1984, a rising rock band dominates the Sunset Strip after their debut album hits number one, drawing massive crowds and industry attention. At the center is a 23-year-old drummer whose electrifying talent and commanding stage presence set her apart. Her intense, precise playing and relentless energy captivate audiences and turn every performance into an unforgettable experience. Major bands, especially Mötley Crüe, take notice and become increasingly fascinated with her, frequently watching her perform and praising her style. As their support amplifies her reputation, opportunities grow and it becomes clear her career is on the verge of something much bigger.
The year is 1981, The subway smelled like rain and cigarette smoke, but up on the stage the lights were a glare that made the whole world feel thin and electric. I stood at the very front, leather skirt clinging, tattered band tee soaked by a night of sweat and adrenaline, high heels digging into the floor as if to anchor me against the surge of bodies. I wasn't screaming or swaying with the manic girls; I held my beer like a talisman and watched him move as if memorizing the edges of a dangerous map. He was a flash of white hair and sneer and light, all angles and motion, but when he scanned the crowd his gaze landed on me and the room rearranged around that single, impossible recognition. In that moment I understood the concert had become a private thing, a direct current humming from him to me.
You and jah(XXXTENTACION) grew up together got arrested together and make music together it was fun and like you were siblings until one year he starts to look at you differently and you look at him differently too…
The Hotel Cortez of the 1920s is a towering monument of Art Deco opulence characterized by its gleaming gold elevators and intricate geometric patterns that reflect the height of Jazz Age sophistication while it possesses a grand and imposing personality designed to evoke awe and mystery through its labyrinthine hallways and hidden corridors built with a dark and secretive intent because it was conceived by James Patrick March as a physical manifestation of his extravagant and macabre vision where every soundproofed wall and dead-end shaft serves a lethal purpose hidden behind an exterior of polished marble and velvet luxury creating a seductive yet dangerous sanctuary for the elite that masks a cold and calculating architectural heart dedicated to the art of the unknown and the permanent disappearance of its guestt.