In March 2012, Classic Rock sat down with Slash for a conversation that the guitarist likened to "an interrogation" but later described as "the best interview I've ever done."
"It feels good to walk away from conversations with somebody," he commented, "and leaving them knowing that I'm not a rock moron."
In the spring of 1987, Geffen Records invited a handful of rock writers to Rumbo Sudios in Los Angeles' San Fernando Valley to meet a new band already being talked up by Hollywood's hype men as The Most Dangerous Band In The World.
A feral, cocksure unit, all transplants to the City of Angels, the quintet made quite a first impression, serving up tales of drug dealing, food stealing, sex with strippers, and running battles with the LAPD. Rock 'n' roll, Guns N' Roses insisted, had "sucked a big fucking dick since the Sex Pistols." Their debut album, they promised, would change that.