How many times have Motley Crue fans seen this? Tommy Lee cocks his arm high at ninety degrees, only for an instant, and whips it down with an expression of excitement matched only by the face a baby makes taking his first steps. The beat slams so hard that the kick and snare threaten to cave your ears in. Lee’s drumming is so infectious, though, that soon it’s not so much the volume that’s consuming, but the rhythmic intensity. The only difference now is that Lee isn’t playing for thousands, but simply sitting cross-legged on the floor, air-drumming a few feet away from the stereo in his Vancouver, B.C. hotel room. It’s mid-September 1993, nearly a year and twenty-two songs into the recording of Motley Criie’s album of rebirth, Til Death Do Us Part. There’s still some taping ahead, but it’s already clear  this record is destined to be Motley […]

April 1994 Issue