Sebastian Bach’s words of wisdom (serious note)

He penned this about Jani Lane… good stuff for those of you who that have no idea about traveling and playing music.

 “People have been asking me about Jani Lane and I really don’t know what to say. Picturing him by himself in a Comfort Inn in Woodland Hills with a bottle of vodka and a bottle of pills is so typical of what a rock musician’s life actually is. It is a life marked by extremes. Extreme attention from people you don’t know, while all the work and travel takes you away from those you actually do know. Playing to thousands of people and then going back to your hotel room and shutting the door. When the door shuts… the quiet is the exact opposite of the volume of the concert. The solitude of the empty hotel room becomes the diametric parallel of the adulation of strangers. For some, the bottle of vodka or whatever becomes a friend that is always there for you while others come and go.

“Yes, I have felt these emotions myself.

“If you see me going head over heels over a girl, it’s because all I have ever wanted is to have a girl to love and share my life with, and for the one I love to be with me wherever I’m at, travel with me to distant locales and stay in nice kick-ass hotel suites and have fun and sing and dance and see the world. But so far this is a fantasy. Just like Jani, I spend most of my time alone in a hotel room dreaming of a girl I love who is somewhere else. I bet Jani Lane felt exactly what I feel. How could he not?

“I remember decades ago being invited to Jani‘s house for a barbeque, which we went to. But Jani didn’t show up. So I spent the afternoon with Jani‘s dad cooking burgers and steaks and having a wonderful day with his family.

“My condolences to his family and especially Jani‘s children who now only have memories of their dad to hold on to. That is truly heartbreaking.

“Let this be yet another lesson to tell someone some kind words sometimes… before it’s too late… while they are still alive.

“I can guarantee Jani Lane would not have anticipated everyone coming out of the woodwork extolling the life and times of Jani Lane. Which is why he probably died alone. In a hotel room. With his only real friend…that killed him in the end.”