Kane sat with Metal Sludge for an interview, and it was fun looking back at how crazy his singer Stanley was in LSD, a band that signed to Warner Bros. Kane is proud of everything he has done even though he is still reaching for the brass ring. With that, take it away, Alex. Well, the way I remember it, once the band got a buzz on the Sunset Strip, things happened very quickly. So by the time we got to L. We were pretty much a full-fledged band but new only only to L.
We had come to make some noise and get a record deal and to see what would happen next. I know we came across as waste-oid idiots, but we were actually very focused, and we knew what our intentions were. I like it, too. The funny thing is, when Warners released it as the first single, they put out a big ad in some industry magazine that read: I can believe that. What we thought was obvious and not artistic was actually very artistic.
That was when I was 25, and nowadays I find more work now and more touring now than I did back then. Music has changed, and expectations of what a musician is has changed. I love him like a kid brother. I was just there with Brandon Todd, and he came up to me and said he was a huge LSD fan and that the band had changed his life, like a fan boy. I get that every week, I swear. Same with a bunch of others like Corey Taylor and Marilyn Manson.
Whatever, nobody bought the record, I guess, except for all these guys who were in multi-platinum bands! Now what is your old singer Stanley up to right now? He was such a nut. In fact, he has made a very good life for himself, made some good money financially in business. He had always been a guy who thinks outside the box, and he has become very successful and built a good life for himself.
He has a few different residences, that sort of thing. We can call each other at 3 in the morning. He put on what I guess was an act of being a crazy homeless person, but man, he sure took it far.
I remember him jumping into the water fountains at X-Poseur 54 club one night back in the day, but I am sure you have a lot of stories more wild than that one.
Every single show, literally every one LSD ever played anywhere, at one point in the evening I would always have to stop security from throwing him out before we got a chance to play.
People would smell him and just look at him, and then he would get on stage and melt some faces. He was a very complex person. I remember at an in-store signing, he would take a shit in the parking lot — and not wipe.
Well, when we first got signed, we met with the label president Lenny Waronker, in his office. Stanley, he could be pretty shocking.
He still got chicks, though. Yeah, he would get the super artsy chicks. Like the kind with piercings, you mean? Yes, exactly, or maybe dreadlocks, you know the type, chicks with tattoos. He was actually a really sexy dude in his own right, and he had a couple of girlfriends. What did the girls say about the stink? Oh, there were complaints. The first tour we ever did, still with no album out yet, we toured the USA, the four of us and two crew guys in a station wagon with no budget, just two hotel rooms — all of us crowded into one of the rooms, and Stanley by himself in the other because of the smell.
Finally, I was like, I am rooming with Stanley cause I want my own bed. There was more abhorrent behavior on our first real headline tour. Welcome to the venue, there is Stanley sitting outside the front door, jerking off on himself. Jesus, was he ever arrested?
For some reason, I would always get there and save him from being arrested because Stanley had no filter. You look at him, look at his clothes with cum stains all over his pants, he was like cop bait.
It was an interesting time. We had a tour manager, and he and Stanley had this almost like homo-erotic relationship. Not sexual but very touchy feely.
I remember once, the tour manager was on the toilet watching Stanley take a bath, the two of them in the bathroom. It was bizarre, blue velvet stuff. I guess it was Katherine Turman, the journalist, who kind of outed Stanley publicly as far as putting on an act, almost like pro wrestling.
I got to know the guy pretty well myself, and finally after seeing him in rags all the time, I was like: What do you do with the checks? Here is the thing: Being in LSD was never about making money. The band did not last long. I guess we were always meant to self-destruct, to be a shooting star and not a band that lasts for 15 years. Just a note to all my brother musicians: We do have the world by the balls. Oh yeah, Gerry, you got that right. I respect the living shit out of what they do.
I learned a lot about recording with those guys, but we were way too fucking high. Donnie and I, through subsequent years, we were very close, but by now that has all gone by the wayside. I liked being around Donnie. I thought he was a great guy, or at least he made a great first impression. Donnie Vie, he was likable to everyone except himself. An incredibly talented guy with unbelievable songs, stuff with a lot of depth and interesting chord changes.
I was like 20 at the time, but they still should have given me credit, but it was what it was. He was just so talented, and he was one of my friends. I miss him, and I lament how he died.
I mean, me and him, we used to freebase cocaine together in Chicago when I lived there, and he just kept on going with it. You have to put the work first, then the party second. And then you did this alternative-style project, Antiproduct , which I thought was just a little two weird for me, Alex. It was like Slayer with Abba melodies and came out of the nu metal thing. I was the frontman, I wrote everything, produced it, played it all. We were the only indie band in history to play Ozzfest on the main stage, and we won some Kerrang!
Antiproduct literally first started fan-funding. Back then, it was still considered begging. I view music in the sense that there is no good or bad, all gray area. I see people the same way — unlike Donald Trump.
And you also play with Richie Ramone. Yeah, we always get a respectable draw whenever we play, depending on where, like in South America there are thousands of people. I figure you can fill House of Blues in just about any city. I just love playing music. I respect it, and it will be with me for the rest of my life. You can make a living in this business if you stay true to your art.
People and fans will always be there for you and welcome you back.