Sin City Presents Magazine February 2019 Volume 6 Issue 2 - Page 48

state of the scene & society

steven troy

What's NOT so much fun is partying until you don't really know what you’re doing, your judgment is seriously impaired, and now, you're a danger to yourself and others. THAT'S not a party. It's a tragedy that happens FAR too many times, every day, everywhere, but, again, the nature of this town makes it so much easier to get there. When you don't know when to stop, and when you believe you're just fine to do whatever you may want, is when there's serious problems, potentially for EVERYONE, not just you. I'm gonna talk about weed really quick here. I don't smoke it anymore, haven't for quite a long time, but it's relatively harmless... not counting laziness and potential weight gain due to some serious munchies. Alcohol is FAR worse. Weed's not gonna make you start fights, be belligerent, or jump in your car when you REALLY shouldn't... which brings us to the moral of this rant... and a segue from last month. Let's rewind a couple weeks. We all heard about the straight fucking idiot that hopped in her Camaro at 8:30 in the morning and went wailin' off down Eastern at 103!!! miles an hour!!! and killed a little kid... AND put his parents in the hospital. As much as most traffic accidents are avoidable, THIS one was completely unconscionable. This is so far beyond wrong that words simply cannot begin to even come close to describing how bad this really was. If I've

had a couple beers, I'm REAL mellow when I drive, which I kinda am anyway. NO ONE FOR ANY REASON! Should be driving like that, drunk and that fast. I hope that scumbag NEVER sees freedom again, and I hope the girls in the 'joint with her are REAL... nice... Which brings me to the conclusion... just DON'T, people

BIO

Steven Troy is a musician and journalist from San Diego, California. He came to Las Vegas in 1994, and began his career in journalism in 2006. For 11 years, he wrote a column called The Asylum, which was published monthly in Vegas Rocks! magazine. He was also the Production Manager of the first 3 Vegas Rocks Magazine Awards shows, the first 2 in the Elvis theater at the Hilton hotel, the last at The Joint inside the Hard Rock. He was a co-host on the internet television show Sally Rocks Vegas, and was part of the production team for the internet television station Radiozone1, co-producer of several shows, the most notorious of which was Assault on Area 51. He began playing guitar at age 11, and joined his first band at age 12. He was part of the Southern California Glam scene in the late '80's, and was Lead Guitarist for the power metal band Seventh Calling in 2011.

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Say, Do, Believe & Rock!

I'm a wimp. I'll admit to it. As far as being cold is concerned, that is. As the year wears on, my sense of dread starts to grow. I know what's coming. First, my birthday. Still not sure if that's a cause for celebration, these many years on. Then, The Holidays. You already know how I feel about that. But, mostly, it's the cold weather... it's coming... I know it... no escape. I grew up on a beach. There, snow is expensive, and comes in little baggies... so I heard. I ended up in this desert in search of a hot blonde, and a better life. AND! It wasn't quite as hot as the hell hole I'd spent the previous 2 years in... but I sure didn't know about the winters around here. It starts gettin' to 60 or so, I start gettin' REAL nervous. I'm just miserable in winter time... gimme 105 over 50 ANY time. And it cracks me up how people react. It gets really cold thru the end of the year, then, about mid- January, it warms up a little bit, and everyone thinks, winter is over! HA!!! Jokes on you! February dawns, and it gets even colder. Happens every year. MY, how short memories can be. Or maybe it's just wishful thinking. Can't blame anybody for that.

You know what else cracks me up? In a sad, bewildered, ridiculous sort of way... the so-called Politically Correct state of affairs in this country now, ESPECIALLY on social media. You'd think we were living in North Korea, or something, the way you-just-can't-say a whole LOT of things without SOME kinda backlash, pussy idiots getting their panties in a bunch. Just beyond pathetic. Got 2 words for you... FIRST AMENDMENT! Any one of us can say WHATEVER we want, and it's protected BY LAW! If you don't like someone else's words or ideas... don't listen. Case in point; a Facebook friend, who I've yet to meet, 20-something female, posted about how she saw a random stranger, somewhere in public, and posted about how she really liked those jeans on him... and got clobbered by other... FRIENDS... of hers. All about, is it acceptable for a woman to say that, as opposed for a man... blah... blah... blah. I finally posted that she saw a hot guy and said so, so shut the fuck up. And that DID end the thread. Get a fucking CLUE, people, ESPECIALLY the modern generation! EVERYONE is allowed to believe what they want AND express themselves to that end! As long as you're not trying to shove it down anybody's throat, it's all about, ok, I heard ya, I may not agree, but all good in MY hood... just be chill about it. I won't sweat you as long as you cool to me... ya hear that, America? As for me, I'm gonna say, do, believe, and ROCK however I want to, and I don't care what ANYONE thinks... don't like it? Don't listen!

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SIN CITY PRESENTS MAGAZINE | FEBRUARY 2019