Scott Weiland, lead singer of Stone Temple Pilots, was just fired by his own band. That’s pretty funny and brightens my day. It gets better:
By apparent coincidence, Rolling Stone spoke with Scott Weiland late yesterday and he denied all rumors that he had been fired from the band. “STP has not broken up,” he said. “I haven’t quit. I haven’t been fired.”
That’s hilarious! This is like The Office funny. Oh my God, he released a statement just now, it gets even funnier:
I learned of my supposed “termination” from Stone Temple Pilots this morning by reading about it in the press. Not sure how I can be “terminated” from a band that I founded, fronted and co-wrote many of its biggest hits, but that’s something for the lawyers to figure out. In the meantime, I’m looking forward to seeing all of my fans on my solo tour which starts this Friday.
Hahahaha! “Oh, you’re such a jerk, Catherine St. Ives, what did Stone Pilot Man ever do to you?” Nothing. He did nothing to me. I don’t even listen to this band. I’m just having a bad day and hearing about a rockstar getting fired makes me happy. He’s going to be fine. He can tour solo or get back with his supergroup Velvet Revolver (although they already fired him once before) or just make a suit out of money. Also, if you google “Scott Weiland douche” you’ll find pages and pages of affirmation.
Stone Temple Pilots is an “alternative rock” band from San Diego, California. They formed in 1986 and played until 2003. Then in 2008 Weiland got them back together. Their biggest hits include Interstate Love Song (that’s the one that’s popular on Guitar Hero where he sings, “Waaaitttn on a shunnndaaay afternoooon [unintelligible] you lieieedd”) and Plush which sounds kind of similar.
Big hugs to Rolling Stone for proving these heartwarming quotes.
“When I was 12, [a] big muscular guy, a high school senior… [who] rode the bus with me every day to school… invited me to his house. The dude raped me. It was quick, not pleasant. I was too scared to tell anyone. ‘Tell anyone,’ he warned, ‘and you’ll never have another friend in this school. I’ll ruin your fuckin’ reputation.’ … This is a memory I suppressed until only a few years ago when, in rehab, it came flooding back. Therapy will do that to you.”
This? Is totally why I’d never want to do therapy for anything, I don’t think. All those repressed memories; that’s some scary business. I mean, nothing scarringly bad has ever happened to me (thankfully, and to my knowledge, anyway), and if I’m a well-adjusted person that just does not remember these kind of horrors, trust me when I say: I do not want to, thanks.
Scott Weiland opens up in a new book, Not Dead and Not For Sale, where he recounts his childhood abuse, talks STP, what it was like being a part of Velvet Revolver, and how he adamantly DID NOT SLEEP WITH COURTNEY LOVE.
I generally don’t read celebrity memoirs, because I think most of them are overblown, self-righteous BS, but I think I’d be interested in checking out Scott’s. So, yo, Scott’s PR team – if you’re reading this, hook a sister up and send me a copy. I’ll do a review or something. If it doesn’t totally suck, anyway.
Yeah, he’s out.
Says Slash in a press release issued Tuesday:
“This band is all about its fans and its music and Scott Weiland isnâ€™t 100% committed to either. Among other things, his increasingly erratic onstage behavior and personal problems have forced us to move on.”
If this is an April Fool’s joke — and I don’t think it is — it’s a really stupid one.
Because, come on, you’d dump Scott Weiland, too. Heroin addicts are only cute for so long.
Velvet Revolver plans to replace Weiland with a new vocalist; they are not splitting up. Weiland will still be hitting the road with STP this summer.