Greg P.

As time rolls on, you forget the little things—the small, throwaway moments that years later turn out to be the birth of something that changes you… and a lot of other people’s lives. Back then, I was pretty much living in a dilapidated house just off Lankershim Boulevard in North Hollywood. Falling apart. Barely hanging on. Worth noting, though—it did have a waterbed and an old rotary Bakelite phone ,So yeah, we were doing just fine. That was the house where I showed a 17-year-old Tommy Lee a pile of songs that would later end up on our debut album. It’s where we first met Mick Mars. It’s where we dreamed, jammed, argued, laughed, and tried to turn noise, attitude, and fun into something you could actually explain. We rehearsed like madmen. Burned through a few singers before we finally met Vince Neil. That house—four broke, ratty kids with nothing but ideas and nerve—was where the name Mötley Crüe was born. Along with about a million other stories that probably shouldn’t be told in polite company. The bottom line is this: we all start somewhere. And most of the time, we have no clue what’s about to come out of those first moments. In that house, Mötley Crüe was born 45 years ago. I hope you’ve enjoyed the ride as much as we have. Proud to be part of this band. Thank you to Vince, Tommy, and Mick for decades of loud, dangerous, honest music. I still go back and look at those old lyrics and wonder how the hell I had the balls at that age to play and say what we said—and nobody ever questioned us. Complete creative freedom. Thank you. And God bless the Children of the Beast. — Nikki Sixx

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