In 1991, you were: Breaking into the mainstream. A "glam rock" band that sounded like a mix between Guns 'N Roses and Def Leppard. Recording your first album. Hardly known outside of Seattle. Pretty on the inside. Your style: Babydoll dresses and smeared makeup. Dreadlocks and goatee. Long hair, t-shirt, flannel and Doc Martens. Long hair and tight pants. Style? I just wear whatever was on the floor. Which label released your first album? Sub Pop. Caroline Records. Epic. SST. Columbia.
The downfall of your band was attributed to: The death of your frontman. Drugs. A mutual decision to just "call it quits." Demise? We're still together! Billy Corgan.
Former members of your band have gone on to: Start their own band. Join the Smashing Pumpkins. Collaborate with Rage Against The Machine. Start a band that nobody's ever heard of. Good question...what ever happened to that guy?
So why are you so angry? My father gave me drugs when I was three years old and my mother is a bitch. The man that I thought was my father wasn't really my father. My parents got divorced when I was young. I'm sick of the press talking shit about me, man! Everyone I love seems to die so young. The press have called your frontman/frontwoman: A "spokesman for Generation X." A "kinderwhore." "Sexy." The "Jim Morrison of the Nineties." A "junkie." You are currently: On "hiatus," your guitarist is making solo records, and your bassist tours with Ozzy Osbourne. In limbo, but your frontwoman is working on various projects. Working on another album. Split up, but your drummer has joined another well-known Seattle band, and your vocalist is releasing solo albums. No longer a band. Your bassist is fighting censorship and your drummer is the frontman of a popular rock band.