Axl Sued For Sexual Assault

[DeNfr]

I love the "34 years later to come forward it's a cash grab" argument, like, Axl wasn't already a rich man in the 90's

 

 

[PatrickS77]

3 minutes ago, BluegrassBlues said:

Ain't that the truth  

Is it though? How is that the brazils fault??

[Towelie]

I'm surprised it's taken this long tbh. 

[PatrickS77]

2 minutes ago, DeNfr said:

I love the "34 years later to come forward it's a cash grab" argument, like, Axl wasn't already a rich man in the 90's

 

 

I love that here, people are sure it is a cash grab, wheras with Fernando you're the devil if you think that.

[BluegrassBlues]

2 minutes ago, PatrickS77 said:

Is it though? How is that the brazils fault??

I didn't mean anything about Beta and her family, I meant this band in general 

[PJ87]

41 minutes ago, DSTK said:

Cash grab...waiting 34 years 

I bet it's Civil, it'll all be about 💰 

Only a civil suit can be brought, and the statute of limitations is again about to close this week. 100% cash grab. A porn star goes to a rock star's hotel to f*** and 34 years later, when she's all washed up, wants to get paid. I'm not having it... If she sued when this happened, i'd be more supportive. BTW, i believe the allegations, probably happened mostly like she describes. But F-off for waiting so long. Sorry to be blunt but call it for what it is. Not trying to "victim" shame here. Totally different story if she files criminal charges or lawsuit when this happened. I'm not saying Axl is or was an angel either... 

[Ratam]

Until now Slash and Duff are fortunate one.

[downzy]

2 minutes ago, PJ87 said:

Not trying to "victim" shame here.

You seem to be pretty good at it though...

[PatrickS77]

10 minutes ago, BluegrassBlues said:

I didn't mean anything about Beta and her family, I meant this band in general 

Ah, then you'd better phrase that differently, as the poster above you seems to blame the brazilians.

[allwaystired]

Well at least Axl and Fernando have something to chat about over the breakfast table now......

[gavgnr]

You all realise this is gonna delay the new album by 50 years? 

Edited November 22, 2023 by gavgnr

[Georgina Arriaga]

SHe write her memories AND she told her story to the daily mail 7 years ago, of course Is about what she can get, but if she suffered that, she deserves compensation. But Is usual she said/he said.

[alfierose]

3 minutes ago, PJ87 said:

Only a civil suit can be brought, and the statute of limitations is again about to close this week. 100% cash grab. A porn star goes to a rock star's hotel to f*** and 34 years later, when she's all washed up, wants to get paid. I'm not having it... If she sued when this happened, i'd be more supportive. BTW, i believe the allegations, probably happened mostly like she describes. But F-off for waiting so long. Sorry to be blunt but call it for what it is. Not trying to "victim" shame here. Totally different story if she files criminal charges or lawsuit when this happened. I'm not saying Axl is or was an angel either... 

Nobody would have cared 34 years ago. It's debatable whether it will get anywhere now. Like the majority of these historical cases I can't be certain what the truth is but let's not pretend that almost 4 decades ago a woman or girl could go to a police station, report a famous wealthy man and it be taken seriously let alone reach a court. It doesn't always work out that way now never mind then.

[Towelie]

1 minute ago, gavgnr said:

You all realise this is gonna delay the new album by 50 years 

Oh yeah, because we were soooo close to that being a reality....

 

Edited November 22, 2023 by Towelie

[BluegrassBlues]

14 minutes ago, Ratam said:

Until now Slash and Duff are fortunate one.

To be honest, I'm just waiting now for something to come out about Slash next after this one one. And to think a week ago I was just worried about the band going silent  

[Blackstar]

The excerpt from her memoir:

____

I’ve never been a big metal fan, but my girlfriend Suzy from Queens was. She loved Poison, Ratt, Def Leppard, Judas Priest, all that shit. I was hanging with her in New York and she was really excited that Rikki Rachtman was importing his traveling metal club the Cat House to some New York venue that night, and she really wanted to go. Rachtman was a big deal at the time; a failed singer, he’d parlayed his friendship with various musicians into a gig hosting a metal-themed video block on MTV called Headbangers’ Ball. I had no idea about any of this shit.

Suzy was my manager’s secretary, Cuban extraction, a little on the zaftig side but still smoking hot by my estimation. Although I wasn’t into metal I was sure as hell still into nightlife. I thought it could be fun. She helped me dress the part by lending me one of her studded belts.

At the club, we were doing our thing, dancing, drinking. In the back of the room there was this table with a huge crowd around it: models and hangers-on, all gravitating around this incredibly good-looking guy with long red hair. I wanted that fucker, whoever he was.

I said to Suzy, “Man, he is gorgeous, who is that?”

Suzy said, “You don’t know who that is?”

“No.”

“That’s Axl Rose. He’s the lead singer of Guns and Roses.”

“OK.”

“You know, ‘Sweet Child of Mine’?”

“OK.”

I had no idea what the fuck she was talking about. All I knew was that he was beautiful. Google some pictures of him from the Appetite For Destruction era. I’m not lying.

Once we got closer to the table he noticed me, too. He got to the point pretty quick. “Hey, you wanna party with me and Rikki?”

“Sure, my girlfriend and I…”

“Not your girlfriend. She’s not hot.”

I was thinking, “Oh shit.” I didn’t feel great about abandoning my friend, but I fucking wanted this guy.

“Go find another girl, we’ll take some other girl but not your girlfriend.”

Fuck it. I said to Suzy, “I’m really sorry, Axl just wants me to go.” She was a pretty good sport about it, or maybe she knew she was about to dodge a bullet. When I got back to Axl, Rikki had found himself a nice looking model I’ll call B., and we were good to go.

We all went to the hotel where Axl and Rikki were sharing a suite. It wasn’t a rock and roll hotel, it was a pretty high-end place, near the Plaza. Could have been the Pierre. When we got to the suite there was a contingent of hangers-on hanging out, champagne, coke, all that, and Rikki has to play bad cop and clear all these leeches out. I asked Axl to point me to where I could freshen up.

I’m in his bathroom. And there’s all kinds of medication laid out on a towel by the sink. There’s lithium, there’s Adderall, there’s all this SHIT. Since this time a lot of Rose’s mental health issues have come to light, but back then his main problem as it was understood by the public was that he was a fucked-up rock star who did fucked-up rock-star things. Which is just a hair different from being a person on anti-psychotic meds, or whatever these were. On top of that, I’m thinking, he’s high on coke, on champagne, on Scotch. He’s very high. He’s a fucking time bomb.

In the bedroom, it’s the four of us, Axl, Rikki, B. So this is how it’s gonna go down, a little mini-orgy. Well, it wasn’t what I had in mind. And once Rikki’s clothes were off, I was looking at his cock and it was kind of on the massive side. Like potentially very uncomfortably massive. And I’m thinking, “I didn’t sign up for THIS.” I had not intended to fuck anyone except Axl. But soon B. is making out with Axl, and soon they’re fucking, and I’m going down on Rikki.

And NOW Rikki decides he wants me to go to another room with him. I throw on a robe. We don’t even get to Rikki’s room, and suddenly we hear screaming. And things being thrown.

Rikki knew what was up. He went white. He said to me, “You need to get your stuff and get out of here.”

“What do you mean, all my stuff is in there.”

“You don’t understand. It’s gonna get worse.”

In the other room I heard Axl screaming “You’re a fucking whore. Get the fuck out of here.” B. comes out of the room. The door of the bedroom’s open, I see a broken TV, and all this shit strewn all over. Axl stalks out of the room. Rikki is sitting in a chair in the main room all collapsed, just being a pussy. 

And Axl sees me and says “What the FUCK are you doing back here.” He grabs me by the back of my hair and starts pulling me by the hair. And Rikki just looks at me. I’ve fallen to the floor and Axl’s dragging me across the floor. The carpet’s cutting my legs. And he throws me on the bed and picks up my pantyhose from off of the floor and ties my hands behind my back with them. I’m on the bed, on my stomach.

“Just fucking lay there. Don’t fucking do anything.” I’m crying and bleeding. Axl slams the door and locks it. The other girl is gone. Rikki’s in the other room. And I lay there. And he fucked me, anally. And I could handle it because he wasn’t too big.

Weirdly enough, I was okay with this. I had wanted to be with him since the minute I’d first laid eyes on him, and now I was getting him. Once he was done he untied me and we fucked around some more. I remember going down on him and sticking my finger in his ass and he really wanted that, he really got off on that. That’s what made him come. And when we were exhausted he got up next to me and spooned me, and started playing with my hair.

“Oh my God. I did so not want to do that. I’m so sorry. I did not want to hurt you, that shouldn’t have happened.” He went from being an absolute psycho to this spooning, mewling, apologetic child. I was so exhausted that I passed out. We both passed out. Then it was six or seven in the morning. I was awake and he was gone. Stuff was all over the place. Clothes. Belts. Broken bottles. The overturned TV. The maids were there. I was like “My fucking God. I’ve got to get out of here.” I got dressed as fast as I could and took a train back to Suzy’s. And she’s devastated because I forgot her favorite fucking studded belt. Can you believe it?

“You’re going back and getting it.”

“No fucking way. You don’t understand what happened.”

“I don’t care.”

But I schlep back up to the Pierre. It’s the afternoon. They’re still cleaning the fucking room because it’s in such disarray. But in Axl’s bedroom, everything is made up. Clean as a whistle. And laying neatly atop the bed: Suzy’s belt. And I’m like, “Yeah.”

Axl was gone, by the way, because he had to go on Howard Stern that morning. That was the main reason he was in town. And he was late. Stern wasn’t having it. “I know you’re fucking rock star, but let me tell you something. Nobody is late for my show. So what the fuck were you doing last night?”

“I was with this Penthouse Pet and it just got crazy,” Axl answered.

“Oh, did it now?”

Sure did.

I never saw Axl again. But I saw Rikki. What’s fucked up is that we’ve kind of become friends, and stayed friends. As for Axl, he’s not in a great place now. There are a lot of people out there who want to see him burn in hell. I don’t feel that way about him, but I do feel in a way that he got everything he deserved. Or everything he asked for, whether he knew he was asking for it or not.

______

 

[DeNfr]

5 minutes ago, PJ87 said:

Only a civil suit can be brought, and the statute of limitations is again about to close this week. 100% cash grab. A porn star goes to a rock star's hotel to f*** and 34 years later, when she's all washed up, wants to get paid. I'm not having it... If she sued when this happened, i'd be more supportive. BTW, i believe the allegations, probably happened mostly like she describes. But F-off for waiting so long. Sorry to be blunt but call it for what it is. Not trying to "victim" shame here. Totally different story if she files criminal charges or lawsuit when this happened. I'm not saying Axl is or was an angel either... 

 

maybe, juste maybe, it's not an easy thing, especially when you're in your 20s, to tell the entire world you've being raped in the ass by some worldwide famous rockstar?
maybe a rape victim doesn’t immediately label the thing as a sexual abuse?
maybe a rape victim is afraid she won’t be believed?
maybe a rape victim fear her/his rapist won't be found guilty?
maybe a rape victim is thinking it won't change a thing to press charges and she/he'll live with that all her/his life? 
and yeah, maybe a rape victim sometimes needs money, and I can't see anything wrong that her rapist pay for what he did, even 30 years ago.

sad thing is, if true, Axl is not the same person he was then, probably not proud about parts of his past, but maybe, if guilty, he can makes things right, and if it is with some cash, that's ok to my book, even if it won't make the trauma go away.


anyway, maybe it's all bullshit and I wrote all this for nothing

[VeeR]

Damn it, man.

Within a couple of weeks from the last shows: Fernando getting sued, Frank getting divorced, and now Axl getting sued.

No wonder Axl thanked the band for "the last 7 years" on the last show of the 2023 tour. Shits hitting the fan

[BillConnor_1982]

Lock him up!  Send Fernando and Axl to Rikers Island. Beta will live in Malibu and Montana houses with her young lovers and release the vaults 

24 minutes ago, PJ87 said:

Only a civil suit can be brought, and the statute of limitations is again about to close this week. 100% cash grab. A porn star goes to a rock star's hotel to f*** and 34 years later, when she's all washed up, wants to get paid. I'm not having it... If she sued when this happened, i'd be more supportive. BTW, i believe the allegations, probably happened mostly like she describes. But F-off for waiting so long. Sorry to be blunt but call it for what it is. Not trying to "victim" shame here. Totally different story if she files criminal charges or lawsuit when this happened. I'm not saying Axl is or was an angel either... 

she posed for Penthouse, not the same as “porn star”.  And even if she was a porn star that doesn’t mean she just fucks whoever.  Lock him up. He can sing for Fernando in Cell Block D

[JimiRose]

12 minutes ago, Blackstar said:

 

“Just fucking lay there. Don’t fucking do anything.” I’m crying and bleeding. Axl slams the door and locks it. The other girl is gone. Rikki’s in the other room. And I lay there. And he fucked me, anally. And I could handle it because he wasn’t too big.

Weirdly enough, I was okay with this. I had wanted to be with him since the minute I’d first laid eyes on him, and now I was getting him. Once he was done he untied me and we fucked around some more. I remember going down on him and sticking my finger in his ass and he really wanted that, he really got off on that. That’s what made him come. And when we were exhausted he got up next to me and spooned me, and started playing with my hair.

“Oh my God. I did so not want to do that. I’m so sorry. I did not want to hurt you, that shouldn’t have happened.” He went from being an absolute psycho to this spooning, mewling, apologetic child. I was so exhausted that I passed out. We both passed out. Then it was six or seven in the morning. I was awake and he was gone. Stuff was all over the place. Clothes. Belts. Broken bottles. The overturned TV. The maids were there. I was like “My fucking God. I’ve got to get out of here.” I got dressed as fast as I could and took a train back to Suzy’s. And she’s devastated because I forgot her favorite fucking studded belt. Can you believe it?

 

 

If this is the direct quote i don't see much of a case. There's no excuse for any sexual abuse or physical abuse. Here she says she wanted it explicitly. she also never writes that she said 'No'. The only thing she said no to in her words was an orgy, and she left and did not partake in one. afterwards they had sex, she gave him head and they cuddled. I'm not saying rape/sexual assault can't proceed nicer things, but this just seems very hazy.

Of course it could be that the scene was such that she thought this was normal sexual behaviour with rockstars/actors/celebs and heard lots of similar stories from friends and accepted it. As someone previously said, womens rights were not top of the agenda when it came to sex and the celebrity. certainly not when it came to the police (even today). 

I don't think theres any doubt that Axl did this. I think the issue is did she consent, did he think she consented and did anything actually illegal take place. the lawsuit says something different to what she has written above. 

I think men who physically abuse women are the lowest of the low, but there's definitely people out there who like their sex rougher than others. I think only those involved know deep down what is consensual and what is assault. 

Edited November 22, 2023 by JimiRose

[ZoSoRose]

I don’t understand, Axl was known as a friendship- champion, how could this have been true?

[BluegrassBlues]

8 minutes ago, Blackstar said:

The excerpt from her memoir:

____

I’ve never been a big metal fan, but my girlfriend Suzy from Queens was. She loved Poison, Ratt, Def Leppard, Judas Priest, all that shit. I was hanging with her in New York and she was really excited that Rikki Rachtman was importing his traveling metal club the Cat House to some New York venue that night, and she really wanted to go. Rachtman was a big deal at the time; a failed singer, he’d parlayed his friendship with various musicians into a gig hosting a metal-themed video block on MTV called Headbangers’ Ball. I had no idea about any of this shit.

Suzy was my manager’s secretary, Cuban extraction, a little on the zaftig side but still smoking hot by my estimation. Although I wasn’t into metal I was sure as hell still into nightlife. I thought it could be fun. She helped me dress the part by lending me one of her studded belts.

At the club, we were doing our thing, dancing, drinking. In the back of the room there was this table with a huge crowd around it: models and hangers-on, all gravitating around this incredibly good-looking guy with long red hair. I wanted that fucker, whoever he was.

I said to Suzy, “Man, he is gorgeous, who is that?”

Suzy said, “You don’t know who that is?”

“No.”

“That’s Axl Rose. He’s the lead singer of Guns and Roses.”

“OK.”

“You know, ‘Sweet Child of Mine’?”

“OK.”

I had no idea what the fuck she was talking about. All I knew was that he was beautiful. Google some pictures of him from the Appetite For Destruction era. I’m not lying.

Once we got closer to the table he noticed me, too. He got to the point pretty quick. “Hey, you wanna party with me and Rikki?”

“Sure, my girlfriend and I…”

“Not your girlfriend. She’s not hot.”

I was thinking, “Oh shit.” I didn’t feel great about abandoning my friend, but I fucking wanted this guy.

“Go find another girl, we’ll take some other girl but not your girlfriend.”

Fuck it. I said to Suzy, “I’m really sorry, Axl just wants me to go.” She was a pretty good sport about it, or maybe she knew she was about to dodge a bullet. When I got back to Axl, Rikki had found himself a nice looking model I’ll call B., and we were good to go.

We all went to the hotel where Axl and Rikki were sharing a suite. It wasn’t a rock and roll hotel, it was a pretty high-end place, near the Plaza. Could have been the Pierre. When we got to the suite there was a contingent of hangers-on hanging out, champagne, coke, all that, and Rikki has to play bad cop and clear all these leeches out. I asked Axl to point me to where I could freshen up.

I’m in his bathroom. And there’s all kinds of medication laid out on a towel by the sink. There’s lithium, there’s Adderall, there’s all this SHIT. Since this time a lot of Rose’s mental health issues have come to light, but back then his main problem as it was understood by the public was that he was a fucked-up rock star who did fucked-up rock-star things. Which is just a hair different from being a person on anti-psychotic meds, or whatever these were. On top of that, I’m thinking, he’s high on coke, on champagne, on Scotch. He’s very high. He’s a fucking time bomb.

In the bedroom, it’s the four of us, Axl, Rikki, B. So this is how it’s gonna go down, a little mini-orgy. Well, it wasn’t what I had in mind. And once Rikki’s clothes were off, I was looking at his cock and it was kind of on the massive side. Like potentially very uncomfortably massive. And I’m thinking, “I didn’t sign up for THIS.” I had not intended to fuck anyone except Axl. But soon B. is making out with Axl, and soon they’re fucking, and I’m going down on Rikki.

And NOW Rikki decides he wants me to go to another room with him. I throw on a robe. We don’t even get to Rikki’s room, and suddenly we hear screaming. And things being thrown.

Rikki knew what was up. He went white. He said to me, “You need to get your stuff and get out of here.”

“What do you mean, all my stuff is in there.”

“You don’t understand. It’s gonna get worse.”

In the other room I heard Axl screaming “You’re a fucking whore. Get the fuck out of here.” B. comes out of the room. The door of the bedroom’s open, I see a broken TV, and all this shit strewn all over. Axl stalks out of the room. Rikki is sitting in a chair in the main room all collapsed, just being a pussy. 

And Axl sees me and says “What the FUCK are you doing back here.” He grabs me by the back of my hair and starts pulling me by the hair. And Rikki just looks at me. I’ve fallen to the floor and Axl’s dragging me across the floor. The carpet’s cutting my legs. And he throws me on the bed and picks up my pantyhose from off of the floor and ties my hands behind my back with them. I’m on the bed, on my stomach.

“Just fucking lay there. Don’t fucking do anything.” I’m crying and bleeding. Axl slams the door and locks it. The other girl is gone. Rikki’s in the other room. And I lay there. And he fucked me, anally. And I could handle it because he wasn’t too big.

Weirdly enough, I was okay with this. I had wanted to be with him since the minute I’d first laid eyes on him, and now I was getting him. Once he was done he untied me and we fucked around some more. I remember going down on him and sticking my finger in his ass and he really wanted that, he really got off on that. That’s what made him come. And when we were exhausted he got up next to me and spooned me, and started playing with my hair.

“Oh my God. I did so not want to do that. I’m so sorry. I did not want to hurt you, that shouldn’t have happened.” He went from being an absolute psycho to this spooning, mewling, apologetic child. I was so exhausted that I passed out. We both passed out. Then it was six or seven in the morning. I was awake and he was gone. Stuff was all over the place. Clothes. Belts. Broken bottles. The overturned TV. The maids were there. I was like “My fucking God. I’ve got to get out of here.” I got dressed as fast as I could and took a train back to Suzy’s. And she’s devastated because I forgot her favorite fucking studded belt. Can you believe it?

“You’re going back and getting it.”

“No fucking way. You don’t understand what happened.”

“I don’t care.”

But I schlep back up to the Pierre. It’s the afternoon. They’re still cleaning the fucking room because it’s in such disarray. But in Axl’s bedroom, everything is made up. Clean as a whistle. And laying neatly atop the bed: Suzy’s belt. And I’m like, “Yeah.”

Axl was gone, by the way, because he had to go on Howard Stern that morning. That was the main reason he was in town. And he was late. Stern wasn’t having it. “I know you’re fucking rock star, but let me tell you something. Nobody is late for my show. So what the fuck were you doing last night?”

“I was with this Penthouse Pet and it just got crazy,” Axl answered.

“Oh, did it now?”

Sure did.

I never saw Axl again. But I saw Rikki. What’s fucked up is that we’ve kind of become friends, and stayed friends. As for Axl, he’s not in a great place now. There are a lot of people out there who want to see him burn in hell. I don’t feel that way about him, but I do feel in a way that he got everything he deserved. Or everything he asked for, whether he knew he was asking for it or not.

______

 

Thank you! That's the post I was thinking about earlier. I have a lot of thoughts after reading it again, unless I missed it, I'm not seeing where she thought she was raped here. It is a bad situation to be in, and I don't condone this in any way and I may have missed this excerpt. And I do not doubt this happened, but I am curious about the Howard Stern interview, did that ever happen? I thought he has only spoken with Stern twice, the one where he was woken up in a hotel room and another at a party with Bach. Also, just a side note, Axl if you like it up the booty just say that. There is no need to act like a psycho about it, this could be such a field day for a psychologist to review. Thanks again for posting it 

[DeNfr]

now I remember a Slash interview, I think someone asked him why he didn't want to work with Axl anymore and he started talking about something in a hotel room where he surprised Axl with a girl, and what he saw...left him in a special state but he quickly changed the subject or stopped talking about it, can't remember where exactly...probably not the same story tho.

[BluegrassBlues]

1 minute ago, DeNfr said:

now I remember a Slash interview, I think someone asked him why he didn't want to work with Axl anymore and he started talking about something in a hotel room where he surprised Axl with a girl, and what he saw...left him in a special state but he quickly changed the subject or stopped talking about it, can't remember where exactly...probably not the same story tho.

Do you have a link to that interview? Or some more details about what happened? I'd like to learn more about it if you do 

[JimiRose]

2 minutes ago, BluegrassBlues said:

 Also, just a side note, Axl if you like it up the booty just say that. There is no need to act like a psycho about it, this could be such a field day for a psychologist to review. Thanks again for posting it 

Just assume every guy likes a finger, and if he says he doesn't it's cause he hasn't tried it