With the relentless proliferation of smart phones, social networks and email-literate communicators, the antiquated voice mail system is going the way of the rumble seat, and I’ve regrettably gotten increasingly negligent in tending to my office voice mail. Consequently, a message or two will slip through the cracks every now and again. That almost happened this morning as, when cleaning out the communicative cobwebs of my inbox, I stumbled upon a voice mail message from none other than niche rock guitarist Richie Kotzen, who was none too pleased by the recent blurb I wrote roasting him for the $99 “V.I.P.” meet and greet package he was hawking to fans before his Mercy Lounge appearance a few weeks back. The package did not include an option for a personal phone call from the Kotz, so I don’t know exactly what its worth is, but I managed to get one for free anyway.
Given the fact that I said this about him:
[Poison] unceremoniously sacked Kotzen after he shat where he eats by shacking up with drummer Rikki Rockett’s then-fiancé — allegedly … In 2010, he thinks his handshake has a market value of $99. LMFAO.
I’d have expected a bit more vitriol from the renowned — in some corners, at least — shredder. But he shows impressive restraint, even sounding a bit cheerful, when inviting me to his show to:
Educate [me] a little bit on what [I’m] writing about before [I] spin off and print a bunch of bullshit about [him].
While the incentives of his V.I.P. package — such as the opportunity to watch his soundcheck and walk away with a signed commemorative poster and V.I.P. backstage laminate — as well as mentioning his well-documented alleged affair with Rikki Rocket’s fiancé are not “bullshit,” but indeed accurately reported facts, his annoyance by my snark is as expected as it is understandable. In fact, he would’ve been beyond justified in showing the kind of over-the-phone seething anger as the guy who wished my fingers blown off for telling Scene readers where to acquire fireworks. But, he wasn’t. Bump the audio below.
As you can imagine, I didn’t manage to make it down to the Kotzen show, but I was able to “educate myself” on it thanks to our friends over at You Tell Concerts, who were on hand to cover the Kotz. You can do the same by peeping the clip above. After watching all 5:36 seconds of it, I stand by my statements.
Thanks for reading, Richie!