Poison: A Question Of Success
"Are we stars?" Poison’s Rikki Rockett repeats the question asked him, trying to figure out the answer. “We don’t know yet! We haven’t really had time to think about it. We’ve been so busy! We’re still doing everything like we were at the beginning when we weren’t even close to gold.”
Poison: A Question Of Success
Beth Grant
"Are we stars?" Poison’s Rikki Rockett repeats the question asked him, trying to figure out the answer. “We don’t know yet! We haven’t really had time to think about it. We’ve been so busy! We’re still doing everything like we were at the beginning when we weren’t even close to gold.”
If a double platinum album and having a face that’s instantly recognizable to every teen in America constitutes stardom, then Rikki, Bret Michaels, C.C. DeVille and Bobby Dali, better known as Poison, have reached that plateau, whether they realize it or not.
“I don’t really feel like a star,” reveals Bobby, suspecting that an ingenue should feel different from the normal human being. “I’m pleased by our success and everything, but I’d still be nervous as hell to meet Mick Jagger.”
Defining stardom is rather difficult and varies according to the individual. Nikki Sixx was convinced he had made it when he got his first club date, even though his group, London, was the opening act. Edward Van Halen’s primary interest is playing his guitar. If 20,000 people happen to be watching him play, then, that’s the way it goes.