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How do you survive five decades of sheer rock\u2019n\u2019roll excess? \u201cNo one here gets out alive, so why think about it?\u201d snarled an unrepentant Lemmy in 2011. And so, Mot\u00f6rhead\u2019s eternal champion of immoderation, guides us through a life of clamorous hedonism\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Mot\u00f6rhead frontman Ian Fraser Kilmister (aka Lemmy), November 2010.<\/p>\n
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I F I DIDN\u2019T DYE MY HAIR AND BEARD I\u2019D LOOK like Willie Nelson,\u201d admits Lemmy with a self-deprecating cackle. Sitting with MOJO backstage at De Montfort Hall, Leicester in 2011, as he prepares to turn 65 on December 24, Lemmy still wears his excesses better than most.<\/p>\n
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A quick scan takes in an ursine head on broad shoulders, long, skinny legs and a pair of clumpy, intricately stitched cowboy boots. Black and silver are the only colours that matter, and, his Ace Of Spades tattoo and smoking Marlboro Red aside, you can see why Alice Cooper refers to Lemmy as \u201cCaptain Hook\u201d.<\/p>\n
Tonight, just as he has done for the best part of the past 50 years, the man born Ian Fraser Kilmister in Stoke-on-Trent will be grafting at rock\u2019n\u2019roll\u2019s coalface, gruffly piloting Mot\u00f6rhead though another night of thunderous excess. But if the decibels and Lemmy\u2019s taste for amphetamine sulphate have sometimes stolen the headlines, it\u2019s worth remembering that his musical education has been thorough and wide-reaching, beginning with his love of Little Richard, encompassing a life-changing\u00a0 moment watching The Beatles at the Cavern club at the age of 16, not to mention his stint working for Jimi Hendrix. He can, of course, also play the crap out of a distorted Rickenbacker bass, but it\u2019s his highly-attuned bullshit detector, his uncompromising approach to life and his ability to blur the lines between rock\u2019n\u2019roll, psychedelia, punk and metal, one senses, that has led to him being revered by fellow musicians as diverse as Slash, Jarvis Cocker and The Clash\u2019s Mick Jones.<\/p>\n
Lemmy\u2019s dressing-room betrays one or two other preoccupations: a fruit-machine custom-built in Germany tours with him, and a well-thumbed copy of History Today magazine nestles alongside \u2028a jar of Marmite and some reading glasses. \u201c\u2019Scuse fingers,\u201d he says, plinking ice cubes into two tall glasses and furnishing MOJO with \u2028a quadruple Jack Daniel\u2019s and Coke. Always mirror your interviewees, they say, but that may not be wise when your subject has the constitution of an ox. That said, his has been a life less ordinary, and he commences to furnish us with a guided tour of it\u2026<\/p>\n
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The Ace Of Spades: Lemmy and Mot\u00f6rhead perform at Glastonbury 2015<\/p>\n
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THE ANGLESEY PEACE is shattered as the young Ian Fraser Kilmister is enthralled by the sheer power and exoticism of Little Richard. Born in Burslem, Stoke-On-Trent, on Christmas Eve, 1945, the Artist Later Known As Lemmy moved to North Wales at the age of 10 and attended Ysgol Syr Thomas Jones secondary school where his lifelong pact with rock\u2019n\u2019roll began.<\/p>\n
\u201cI got into him properly around 1956-57 when he had hits with Lucille and Good Golly Miss Molly. Before that there was only Rosemary Clooney, but when Richard came along we knew he was ours. Bill Haley was first, but we knew it wasn\u2019t him: a fat guy with a kiss curl and those terrible loud-check jackets. Little Richard credited Big Mama Thornton with a lot of his vocal style. He was one of those gospel shouters too, but he took that and turned it in to rock\u2019n\u2019 roll, and you can\u2019t argue with that. I\u2019d hear him on Radio Luxembourg, but you were always fucking with the tuning dial, trying to stop him fading away. There was a lot of mystique, because you never saw pictures. We didn\u2019t know if they were black or white, these people. Chuck Berry \u2013 you didn\u2019t know. We got pictures of Buddy Holly, because he was white and safe and the powers that be liked him. They thought, \u2018Look at those glasses \u2013 he can\u2019t do any harm.\u2019 He did, though \u2013 Buddy was my second favourite. A few years back I saw Little Richard when my other band, The Head Cat, played up at Green Bay, Wisconsin. He did 10 bars of Good Golly Miss Molly, and then started handing out Bibles. That\u2019s not what I\u2019m after, you know?\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n
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HAVING PAID his dues with R&B act The Motown Sect, Lemmy joins The Rockin\u2019 Vickers, another Blackpool-based outfit. Their early live set includes songs by The Beach Boys and Huey \u2018Piano\u2019 Smith, and they will go on to work with producer Shel Talmy (The Kinks, The Who). Indeed, it\u2019s Talmy who overseas The Vickers\u2019 final 45, a take on the Ray Davies-penned Dandy which rises to Number 93 in the US charts. The group also become curiously popular in Finland and are one of the first bands in England to utilise double bass-drums.<\/p>\n
\u201cWe wore dog collars, which was kind of ironic. My old man was a vicar and he fucked off when I was three months old. My mother never went to church and she never took me, so I didn\u2019t give a fuck. With the Vickers we made \u00a3200 a week each free and clear. We were nothing south of Birmingham, but north of there we sold out the Locarnos with the revolving stages. It was great: screaming chicks tearing your clothes off and going at your hair with scissors \u2013 pretty crazy when you consider that you couldn\u2019t buy alcohol on the premises. Then one day the taxman came by. He had a Homburg hat and a clipboard, and we were lying around with chicks draped over us. He says, \u2018You haven\u2019t filed a tax return in three years \u2013 I\u2019m taking possession of your speedboat and those three Jags outside.\u2019 Harry [Feeney, aka \u2018The Reverend Black\u2019; singer] goes, \u2018Sorry, no can do \u2013 I just signed everything over to this chick here.\u2019 In the end we got the guy drunk and he lost his job. Working with Shel Talmy was great, but he couldn\u2019t see very well. You\u2019d hear this crash from the other room, then: \u2018Ow! Fuck me!\u2019\u201d<\/p>\n
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LEMMY MOVES to London, where he is befriended by Ronnie Wood (then in The Birds), later moving to the floor of Jimi Hendrix\u2019s roadie, Neville Chesters. A job humping gear for Hendrix, Pink Floyd and others brings in \u00a310 a week, and night after night, Lemmy sees Jimi at the height of his powers. He repairs Jimi\u2019s stomp-boxes with tape and string \u2013 and learns that you can play a coherent show on two tabs of acid.<\/p>\n
\u201cAcid didn\u2019t take any prisoners: you put your mind at its disposal. The best trips were when \u2028I realised there was more to it than religion and \u2028a lot less to it than God. Hendrix had met [underground LSD guru] Owsley Stanley in California and brought some tabs with the little owls on them back to the UK, so my introduction to acid came from Jimi\u2019s roadie, Neville. I took \u2028a whole pill, not realising it was four trips, but fair play to Neville: he came with me at the same dosage. It was 18 hours of Technicolor explosions: Bang! Bang! Bang! Then halfway down we went to the Speakeasy and saw Keith Emerson chucking fucking knives at his Hammond with The Nice. Jimi was just the best: absolute control of his guitar, a total gentlemen, and a real boost to be around. I only knew him in \u201967, but when he went back to the States The Black Panthers fucked him around, saying, \u2018What are you doing playing with those honkies?\u2019 I can\u2019t listen to the Band Of Gypsys album he recorded with Billy Cox and Buddy Miles at the Fillmore East. People swear by it, but that\u2019s not Hendrix for me.\u201d<\/p>\n
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AFTER A brief, if fruitful spell with tabla-toting psychonauts Sam Gopal (he wrote much of 1969\u2019s rated album Escalator), Lemmy \u201cbluffs\u201d his way into Ladbroke Grove-based space rockers Hawkwind. Quickly proving his worth, he goes on to sing lead on the band\u2019s biggest hit, Silver Machine. As well as leader Dave Brock, his bandmates include six-foot-tall dancer Stacia Blake, and resident poet\/lyricist Robert Calvert. Lemmy tours the US with Hawkwind for the first time in November 1973, and that same year their double live album, Space Ritual, reaches Number 9 on the UK charts.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI listened to Space Ritual on the bus the other night and it was fucking great. That\u2019s how Hawkwind actually sounded. The studio albums don\u2019t really get it across, although Hall Of The Mountain Grill comes close. Before I joined the band in August 1971 I was a dope dealer, but then I got busted and they confiscated my gear and I had to give it up. Being in Hawkwind was one of the best times in my life.\u00a0 I was still really young, then. I had this amazing rapport with Dave Brock on-stage, and I\u2019ve never had it with anybody else since. We could be facing in opposite directions and we\u2019d still change note at the same time. We just knew. It was unfortunate that there was so much drug snobbery in Hawkwind; a lot of people going, \u2018Oh, we only do organic drugs.\u2019 Actually, there\u2019s no such thing. By the time you get whatever it is it\u2019s already been through about six people, two of whom have definitely cut it with something other than Shredded Wheat, you know? But I would never have left Hawkwind if they hadn\u2019t fired me.\u201d <\/span><\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_divider color=”#111111″ module_class=”custom-divider” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” custom_margin=”||0px||false|false” custom_padding=”||0px||false|false” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content”][\/et_pb_divider][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/flatplan-plus-content.s3.eu-west-1.amazonaws.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/7\/2024\/03\/gettyimages-111656605-594×594-1.jpg” title_text=”gettyimages-111656605-594×594″ _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content”][\/et_pb_image][et_pb_text module_class=”image-gallery-caption” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” text_font=”|300|||||||” text_font_size=”16px” text_line_height=”1.2em” custom_margin=”-10px||||false|false” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content”]<\/p>\n Silver Machine: Hawkwind c. 1973, (L-R) Nik Turner, Dik Mik, Del Dettmar, Simon King, Dave Brock, Lemmy.<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”s-custom-header” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_font=”|700|||||||” header_2_font_size=”42px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n RELATIONS WITHIN Hawkwind fray when Lemmy\u2019s bandmates abandon him by the side of the road in Niles, Michigan, not realising he\u2019s been mugged for his new Spotmatic camera. His dismissal follows five days spent in jail after arrest for drug possession at the Canadian border. What the authorities think is cocaine is, in fact, speed. Loopholes in Canadian law see Lemmy released without charge. Now 30, he forms Mot\u00f6rhead, taking the name from the last song he wrote with Hawkwind.<\/p>\n \u201cDid I feel I had something to prove to Hawkwind? Oh yeah. In a band as druggy as that it felt a bit rich to be sacked for doing the wrong ones. But I just wanted to keep on working. The first Mot\u00f6rhead line-up with Larry [Wallis; guitar] and Lucas [Fox; drums] was when we were still called Bastard, and it wasn\u2019t really happening. Larry left on the eve of our fast few shows, which was the best thing he ever did for Mot\u00f6rhead.\u00a0 The first gigs with Eddie [Clarke] and Phil [Taylor] were when everything coalesced. We played some absolute blinders, we\u2019d come off-stage feeling 10-feet tall. Eddie wasn\u2019t on our first record, On Parole, the one that United Artists rejected [in 1975 and finally released\u00a0 in \u201979], but by the time of Overkill [March 1979] we were starting to get our sound together. Mot\u00f6rhead were on the up just as Hawkwind were on the way down, which was fun. It was like, Ha! Told you so!\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”s-custom-header” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_font=”|700|||||||” header_2_font_size=”42px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n EXISTING ON a diet of Jack Daniel\u2019s, Special Brew and speed, Mot\u00f6rhead release their definitive album, Ace Of Spades, in November 1980. It reaches Number 4 in the UK. A subsequent live album, No Sleep \u2019Til Hammersmith, soars to Number 1 the following year, its playful title entering the lexicon of touring bands everywhere. The Ace Of Spades cover, shot at a sand quarry in South Mimms depicting three black-clad gunslingers, cements Mot\u00f6rhead\u2019s image.<\/p>\n \u201cAce Of Spades is unbeatable, apparently, but I never knew it was such a good song. Writing it was just a word-exercise on gambling, all the clich\u00e9s. I\u2019m glad we got famous for that rather than for some turkey, but I sang \u2018the eight of spades\u2019 for two years and nobody noticed. When No Sleep \u2019Til Hammersmith went to Number 1 it made a difference financially, but a lot of it went back into the show. We had this giant Iron Fist that was supposed to open up, but always got stuck in a V-sign. That line-up of Mot\u00f6rhead looked unbreakable for a while, but then Eddie broke it. I did a cover of Stand By Your Man with Wendy \u2018O\u2019 Williams of The Plasmatics, and he didn\u2019t like that. We were in New Orleans and Eddie was co-producing, but Wendy took about nine or 10 takes on her vocal and Eddie went, \u2018Bollocks to this,\u2019 and quit, just fucked off. It was petty squabbling, really, and I thought Wendy did a great job in the end. Not everything good is instant, right?\u201d<\/p>\n \n<\/div>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_image src=”https:\/\/flatplan-plus-content.s3.eu-west-1.amazonaws.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/sites\/7\/2024\/03\/Screenshot-2024-03-19-at-11.48.41.png” title_text=”Screenshot 2024-03-19 at 11.48.41″ _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content”][\/et_pb_image][et_pb_text module_class=”image-gallery-caption” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” text_font=”|300|||||||” text_font_size=”16px” text_line_height=”1.2em” custom_margin=”-10px||||false|false” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content”]<\/p>\n 1980’s Ace Of Spades<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”s-custom-header” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_font=”|700|||||||” header_2_font_size=”42px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n LEMMY SHORES up Mot\u00f6rhead with a temporary recruit, but ex-Thin Lizzy guitarist \u2028Brian \u2018Robbo\u2019 Robertson\u2019s wearing of shorts and ballet shoes live doesn\u2019t quite fit the image and there will be many line-up changes ahead. Lemmy doesn\u2019t know it yet, but the period\u2019s more enjoyable pre-Robbo collaborations, with Wendy \u2018O\u2019 Williams and with Girlschool on the 1981 hit EP St. Valentine\u2019s Day Massacre, will also come to seem poignant.<\/p>\n \u201cWhen Eddie left there was no big crisis, we just had to be pragmatic. We were stuck in New York running up hotel bills with a tour to do, so we got in Robbo. We made a good record together [1983\u2019s Another Perfect Day], but he would work on one solo for 10 fucking hours, wipe it, and then start again. Plus, he always wanted to let people know he was a star guest, which wasn\u2019t quite what we were after. Truthfully, it\u2019s the women that I\u2019ve lost I think about, not ex-members of Mot\u00f6rhead. Wendy \u2018O\u2019 Williams [who committed suicide in 1998, aged 48] was a great woman. Fucking mental. And Kelly Johnson from Girlschool \u2013 she died young as well [to cancer in 2007, aged 49], which was a terrible, terrible shame. I had a small affair with Kelly. She was a good-looking girl and a great guitarist. People used to say, \u2018She\u2019s all right for a girl\u2019, and I\u2019d be like, She\u2019s better than you, motherfucker! On a good night Kelly played like a young Jeff Beck. Rock Goddess were fantastic, too. I\u2019m pro-girls in general because I was brought up by my mum and my grandmother. Do I like American women? I like all women; I don\u2019t care where they come from. Most of the time I don\u2019t care where they\u2019re going, either.\u201d<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”s-custom-header” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_font=”|700|||||||” header_2_font_size=”42px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n LEMMY PARTS company with manager Douglas Smith, then swaps the St Mortiz Club, Wardour St, for the Rainbow on Sunset Strip, Los Angeles, where he is crowned by LA\u2019s metal faithful. He lives in a cramped two-bedroom apartment that he rams to the rafters with war memorabilia and Mot\u00f6rhead-related \u201ccrap\u201d.<\/p>\n \u201cI hate it when people are snobby about LA. It\u2019s bollocks. Think about it: the weather\u2019s a lot better and the chicks wear less clothing because of this. When I moved over it was like Hendrix in reverse; I got a lot more respect in America than I did at home. My apartment\u2019s definitely too full, but most of the time I prefer being on the road, because that\u2019s where you prove yourself. I\u2019d probably be happier in a bigger apartment, but I can\u2019t bear the thought of moving all that shit, and my rent\u2019s only about $1,000 a month. What I miss most about England is the cheese. In America they can\u2019t make cheese to save their life. So I miss Cheddar and I miss 10, maybe nine people over here. They\u2019re girls, mostly. This place is certainly not the England I was born into, or even the \u2028one I used to work in. New Labour or the Tories? Christ, what kind of a choice is that?\u201d<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”pull-quote” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_text_align=”center” header_2_text_color=”#111111″ header_2_font_size=”46px” header_2_line_height=”1.2em” custom_margin=”||0px||false|false” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”pullquote-name” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_text_align=”center” header_2_font_size=”46px” header_2_line_height=”1.2em” header_3_text_align=”center” header_3_text_color=”#111111″ header_3_font_size=”38px” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content”]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”s-custom-header” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_font=”|700|||||||” header_2_font_size=”42px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n \n METALLICA CELEBRATE Mr Kilmister\u2019s half-century by dressing-up as \u2018The Lemmys\u2019 and playing a set of Mot\u00f6rhead covers at the Whisky A Go-Go, LA. In 2004, Lemmy and Mot\u00f6rhead returned the compliment, covering James Hetfield and co\u2019s Whiplash for the album Metallic Attack: A Tribute To Metallica.<\/p>\n \u201cIt\u2019s lovely to get that kind of respect. Hopefully, it proves you did something right and it makes a change from the tabloids asking you how many groupies you\u2019ve slept with. For a band as big as they are, Metallica always give something back to the people that influenced them in the early days. When they dressed up as me they all had my \u2018Ace Of Spades\u2019 tattoo drawn-on in black marker, but it was on the wrong fucking arm. They played 45 minutes of Mot\u00f6rhead songs, sometimes better than we could do them, but maybe not with quite so much attitude. Mot\u00f6rhead getting a Grammy in 1995 for our cover of Whiplash was kind of ironic. The powers that be stuck the knife in even giving me an award, but I appreciate a nod.\u201d<\/p>\n<\/div>\n \n<\/div>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text module_class=”s-custom-header” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” header_2_font=”|700|||||||” header_2_font_size=”42px” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n LEMMY RELEASES his 21st studio album with Mot\u00f6rhead, then tours The W\u00f6rld Is Yours with Welsh guitarist Phil Campbell (a Mot\u00f6rheader since 1984), and Swedish drummer Mikkey Dee (who joined in 1992). Film directors Greg Olliver and Wes Orshoski release the Lemmy documentary, which deals with the man\u2019s accomplishments and also sees Mot\u00f6rhead\u2019s seemingly indestructible leader contemplating life\u2026<\/p>\n \u201cMy son Paul is definitely my greatest achievement. He\u2019ll outlive all the shit I\u2019ve done and hopefully make a name for himself and have kids who make their names. Paul\u2019s mum lost her virginity to John Lennon, and yet she called our boy Paul. I\u2019ve always wondered what was behind that \u2013 was she trying to get to Paul through John? As far as professional achievements go, I\u2019m most proud of No Sleep \u2019Til Hammersmith getting to Number 1. It\u2019s that and that Grammy, but it would have meant more if it was for something Mot\u00f6rhead wrote. Staying alive \u2013 I\u2019m quite proud of that, too. The legs aren\u2019t as good as they used to be, but the heart murmur thing is cured and I feel OK despite the diabetes. I don\u2019t bother to reflect on mortality \u2013 nobody here gets out alive, so why think about it? I just hope that, when I do go, it\u2019s quick (laughs). I\u2019d like a Number 1 record in America. It\u2019s not going to happen but a man can dream. Shows in China, India and Africa would be good as well. I like going somewhere where you have something to prove. Apart from that\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n This article originally appeared in issue 207 of MOJO<\/em><\/p>\n \n<\/div>\n [\/et_pb_text][et_pb_divider color=”#111111″ module_class=”custom-divider” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” custom_margin=”||0px||false|false” custom_padding=”||0px||false|false” global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content”][\/et_pb_divider][et_pb_text module_class=”credit-names” _builder_version=”4.20.4″ _module_preset=”default” text_font_size=”14px” text_orientation=”center” hover_enabled=”0″ global_colors_info=”{}” theme_builder_area=”post_content” sticky_enabled=”0″]<\/p>\n Words: <\/strong>James McNair Images:\u00a0<\/strong>Getty<\/p>\n [\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" The OutlawHow do you survive five decades of sheer rock\u2019n\u2019roll excess? \u201cNo one here gets out alive, so why think about it?\u201d snarled an unrepentant Lemmy in 2011. And so, Mot\u00f6rhead\u2019s eternal champion of immoderation, guides us through a life of clamorous hedonism\u2026\u00a0Mot\u00f6rhead frontman Ian Fraser Kilmister (aka Lemmy), November 2010.I F I DIDN\u2019T DYE […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":6,"featured_media":1044,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","_lmt_disableupdate":"","_lmt_disable":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1135","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-the-mojo-interview"],"acf":[],"modified_by":"akindell","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1135","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/6"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1135"}],"version-history":[{"count":7,"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1135\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1146,"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1135\/revisions\/1146"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1044"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1135"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1135"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/flatplanplus.io\/mojo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1135"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}LIVE TO WIN \u2013 1975<\/h2>\n
OVER THE TOP \u2013 1980<\/h2>\n
GOOD TIMES, BAD TIMES \u2013 1983<\/h2>\n
CALIFORNIA SUN \u2013 1991<\/h2>\n
\u201cI\u2019m glad we got famous for that rather than for some turkey, but I sang \u2018the eight of spades\u2019 for two years and nobody noticed.\u201d<\/h2>\n
Lemmy<\/h3>\n
WE\u2019RE NOT WORTHY \u2013 1995<\/h2>\n
WE ARE MOT\u00d6RHEAD \u2013 2010<\/h2>\n