Sign of the times...?

As Vince Lombardi was famously screamed, what the hell is going on out here? You couldn't hear about a rock bond without tales of drugs, drink, groupies and sex. There was/is a hotel in Los Angeles, the Hyatt House, that was rechristened the "Riot House," as inebriated rock stars chucked TV sets out of the hotel's windows.

Now, they are looking for yoga and organic coffee.

Is this a sign of maturation, the corporatization of rock, or the times we live in?

I'm not glorifying binges or anything, but there seems to be little interest in becoming a legend, having stories to tell. It's about being good. I'm all about being good. But I want stories to tell, too.