If nothing else, what kind of fucking pansy name is Mexedrone?! Mexxy sounds like the pseudonym of some 11 year old NYC kidpop "star" from 1983.
Cat Gone Crazy?!
Ask any musician if their whole group is equally talented - they'll tell you it's never even. Neither are the consequences of fame, wealth and luxury. Fewer groups exemplify this predictable tale of tragic juxtaposition than the infamous Kitty Khats.
A meteoric rise to the top of the dizzying heights of pop paved the way for seven Top 5 singles in just 19 months, three #1's and an epic discography consisting of nine consistently incredible albums. The millions of screaming teen girls throwing their hearts at the group as readily as their clothes onto the stage followed every tour date from Times Square to Tibet to Tokyo, and very nearly to Transylvania too if not for that incident involving a Tesla Coil, thirteen Swedish virgins, the town mayor and a very bitey "misunderstanding".
Decades later the clowder has splintered, the Alpha Male of the pack, the notorious Drone, can stand with pride in the Hall of Fame after a glorious solo career and somehow managing to keep his chiseled looks and the rugged, lusty vociferation that brought adoration, adulation and eternal elevation to his command.
A 'pitiful, talentless, wannabe-amateur, parasite upon music and my money' is how he described ex-bandmate Mexxy in a searing recent interview. Lacking the raw power or seductive aesthetic of Drone, MDPerV and EmJuan, Mexxy quickly hit rock bottom - serving two years in a cell smaller than the bathroom at the band's studio for various misdemeanours including common assault, indecent exposure and possession of controlled narcotics. Numerous psychiatric inpatient stays and rehabs later, the shell of the formerly known as Mex lives alone in a Texas trailer and releases a monthly newsletter on crochet knitting.
Author: Guetter Jeurnour for The Daily Scrape
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