Timeless Words - Dave's Hanoi tribute

JR: Dave, you've brought us full circle, back to your true love analogy. Maybe there is such a thing as musical true love, but maybe it's more of a continuum than an absolute state. Yes, there was this one true love. But you've gone on and had many other great experiences. It's just that on the continuum, they aren't as far out into the stratosphere as Hanoi Rocks.

DD: The affairs aren't the same as the love, which is a bit sad. I'm intrigued that they got back together, but I know it's never going to be the same. You needed those five guys together for it to be anything approaching that. That's never going to happen, OK. We'll see what they produce, and I really hope that it's great. I have enough respect for them as artists to think that what they will produce will be very good, but we've all gotten older. I don't go to shows and dance around at the front and try to get up on stage anymore. When I was 16 or 17 years old, I tried to do that, but I just can't do that anymore, you just have to move on...[pause]. I will be forever hugely grateful that I was a part of that glorious event. When the history of rock 'n' roll gets written, it may end up that Hanoi Rocks were a minor footnote, but in my personal history of rock 'n' roll, and that includes bands like the Stones and Zeppelin and all these major people - to me, Hanoi Rocks were a major chapter. This was me discovering Elvis, this was me discovering The Rolling Stones.

JR: You never said it better than you did in that "best of" review that you wrote in Kerrang!

DD: You probably remember it even better than I do at this point, I wrote so much about Hanoi.

JR: It's just a little strange, Dave, because you wrote these major, official tributes and send-offs to the band, but in the middle of a little record review, you snuck in the greatest tribute to Hanoi Rocks you or anyone else has ever written:

"Hanoi Rocks onstage: the lights go down and the adrenalin starts to flow, there's a lump in my throat and a pulse in my veins that won't slow, that won't cease, a charged and convulsive rhythm, it's decadent and dirty and oh, but there's nothing that will save us now! Headlong into the abyss, follow these tragic and beautiful wastrels into the half-light, over there, over there, where the nights are always long, the girls are always beautiful and Death lurks around every corner, waiting for that moment when we falter, always two steps from the move. Hanoi Rocks were a band created for the dance at the end of time; they were tragic, they were beautiful, and those of us who found that thrill, that glorious taste of androgyny and tomorrow-be-damned will remember them and love them forever for their fire, their energy, and their devil-may-care attitude that sent them spinning, tripping along that precarious high-wire. So they fell, but didn't their flame burn brightly, if all too briefly? As someone once said, they didn't so much burn the candle at both ends as apply a blow torch to the middle. But it was warm, it was warm, and it was so much fun." [excerpted from Kerrang! Issue #110]

DD: It's kind of bizarre, because obviously I've written a ton of stuff, and I've probably written more about Hanoi than any other band. When you emailed that to me, I thought, "God, yeah, I remember writing that," and it started coming back to me. Obviously, during the time in which that was written, we spent a lot of time in narcotic hazes.

JR: Well, that was one of those ecstatic, drug-induced writing experiences where everything flowed out of your veins, and you don't ever remember doing it.