November 24, 2024

When Axl Rose sparked a Guns N’ Roses riot in 1991: ‘Thanks to the lame-ass security, I’m going home

In the annals of rock history, a moment shines with full chaotic brilliance: the St. Louis Riverport Riot of 1991. It’s a story of the no-holds-barred, no-filter might of rock n’ roll.

On 2nd July, 1991, Guns N’ Roses, the epitome of rock’s rebellious spirit, took the stage at the Riverport Amphitheatre in St. Louis, Missouri. It was a mere two years after opening for The Rolling Stones during the Steel Wheels tour, an event sometimes referred to as the symbolic passing of the rock ‘n’ roll torch.

It was also the well-reported erratic time of Use Your Illusion. The air was electric; already, an appetite for destruction hovered about the crowd. Axl Rose and Slash led the charge, their music a blistering assault on the senses. Every note, every riff was a percussive vamp of pure energy.

But chaos was their constant companion. Midway through the set, Rose spotted a fan with a camera. In a split-second decision, attitude driven by an instinct for authenticity over decorum, he leapt into the crowd to confront the amateur paparazzo. Momentary confusion was buffeted to ecstasy as his fans were given a glimpse of that volatile streak Rose was already notorious for. Hoots and howls all round, then, returning to the stage, Rose’s patience wore out.

“Well, thanks to the lame-ass security, I’m going home!” Axl declared. And… he left.

In that moment, the prevailing ambience twisted from euphoria to rage. The crowd, feeling abandoned, erupted. Chairs flew, fans clashed with security, and a full-scale riot ensued. The amphitheatre was trashed, dozens were injured, and the night descended into chaos — all storm destruction and whirligig momentum.

The incident, like every one of the band’s controversies — from internal conflicts and substance abuse to constant legal issues — was very well publicised. It wasn’t just a concert gone awry, it was a snapshot of the reckless life that defined Guns N’ Roses; a reflection of the band’s philosophy. These bad apples lived on the edge, rejecting the sanitised, commercial path. Their authenticity was their badge of honour, even when it led to infamy.

In the aftermath, as expected, lawsuits flew and the band was barred from performing in St. Louis. But their public reputation and the media’s bad obsession with them meant nothing to the people who mattered. For their fans, the riot was a twisted badge of honour.

This wasn’t just about the music; it was about the enraged, unapologetic spirit of rock. Guns N’ Roses didn’t play it safe — they played it real. They were one in a million. The ideal of rock’s mutinous heart, a force that couldn’t be tamed.

Indeed, such a remarkable event was the Riverport Riot, that the band included the words, “Fuck You, St. Louis!” on the liner notes in the Use Your Illusion LP sleeve.

The St. Louis Riot encapsulates the bare, matter-of-fact essence of Guns N’ Roses as a chaotic masterpiece of a band. They weren’t just musicians; they were renegades. They lived life on their own terms, regardless of the fallout.

Leaving aside aspersions on where they’re at now – playing Coachella or reportedly working on that seventh album – we should always reflect on that magically violent night: the St. Louis Riot was more than the perfect crime. It was a roar of independence, a rejection of the mundane, and a revelry of the chaos that lies at the heart of true rock and roll.

Guns N’ Roses didn’t just make music — they made history, one riot at a time.

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