I've met a few rock stars in my day, including Alice Cooper, Billy Gibbons of ZZ-Top, Glen Frey of the Eagles, one of the guys in Chicago and the manager of Spirit. A couple of the guys, above, were super nice, but I have to say I agree with this assessment:
". . .rock and roll is contingent upon a certain degree of danger and recklessness, and thereby a little monstrousness is somehow expected, shrugged away, nudged offscreen. It’s hard to outrun this fantasy. My record collection is overflowing with degenerates, pederasts, convicted murderers, probable rapists, and hundreds if not thousands of profound assholes. I suspect anyone who has ever owned or operated a stereo has made a similar series of queasy compromises."