2002-10-30 - 7:03 a.m.
I stayed up late to watch Rocket from the Crypt on Craig Kilborn. It was a first. A national telelvision first for them. It was so fucking rad. I have friends that made it to the taping and I've probably watch it 2o times. They are by far the greatest band in rock and roll history and I will forever be honored as being a member of Speedo's army and proud member of the Rocket tattoo fan club. It's for messages like this.
10.29.2002 - A Message From Apollo 9
No matter how hard you try, you cannot fit a square peg into a round hole. So what, then, becomes of the peg? It is usually discarded for being something it is not. Sometimes it is loved simply for what it is.
Rocket From the Crypt has never enjoyed a lot of airplay on the radio. We have been treated like something just short of lepers by MTV. Even the support of the various labels that have put out our records could be considered suspect. And despite what some might think, or maybe what we may have projected at some point in our lives, none of us lead an extravagant lifestyle.
We could end the story here and cry into our beers, blubber on about how the greatest rock n roll band in the world is going to be the greatest forgotten rock n roll band in the world, blah, blah, blah. But the story doesn't end here.
Yesterday afternoon RFTC made it's network television debut on the Craig Kilborn Show. Not a big deal. One song, about 2 and a half minutes long. The big deal was the support the band felt by those who attended. You folks who were there made each one of us very proud. We, as a band, have rarely felt so loved and lucky. No, we don't have any hit records, or "Cribs" style houses. Not one of us even owns a bitchen' car. What we do have is the best fans in the world. The kind of people who drive hours out of their way to see us. The kind of people who order tickets in advance and take the day off work or school to hear a song that you probably already have on both CD and vinyl. The kind of people who graciously sit through Sabrina the Teenage Bitch and Paul Rodriguez Pt. 2. (I smell cancellation) just so they can applaud louder the next time "Craiggers" mentions the words, "Rocket From the Crypt." The kind of people who won't let the history books forget that the best rock n roll band is alive and kicking in San Diego. You may not be large in numbers, but you are huge in heart.
So it seems that hard work, discipline, talent and good looks does pay off in the long run for RFTC. Our thanks go out to you for loving the square peg.
Give it up for the Fans.
On Behalf of Rocket From the Crypt,
Very Sincerely,
Apollo 9
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