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A million years ago when pterodactyls filled the sky and PK first started working in print, I wrote many types of articles: human interest pieces, one-day travel features, heath reports, and my  all-time fave: reviews. 

Mostly, they were about local theatrical productions. I must admit to taking a beating by some of my editors on my review reporting. 

Truth be told, I rarely made note of anything even remotely negative. So, I don’t like hurting the other humans’ feelings, a’ight? Sue me.

Either way, a little Medina-based publication for which I once served as a “stringer” (a cool-sounding term for a freelancer, BT dubs) sometimes paid me to review movies.

So, I decided to dust off my press hat and do a little digging into “The Dirt”. 

For those who may be unfamiliar, “The Dirt” is the Netflix flick based on the autobiography of Motley Crue entitled: “The Dirt: Confessions of the World’s Most Notorious Rock Band”.

​It was New York Times Bestseller when published in 2001.

Eighteen years later, the story has been re-enacted for a new generation of listeners, viewers, and um, gawkers.

Believe me, the story of Motley Crue is like a slow-motion train wreck that you can see approaching for about 50 miles, you dig? 

Naturally, I had to watch it. What? So, I had a crush on Tommy Lee when I was 19, sue me again.

To learn all about the antics of Nikki, Tommy, Mick & Vince, check out my column this Sunday: 

"Diggin' Through 'The Dirt'" 

Think of it as a lesson in how NOT to behave ---and buckle up, Capisce?

​See you then!

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