As Alice Cooper said to me earlier this week, it's hard to make a good rock 'n' roll film these days because no one in the bands is doing drugs - and there's not much sex either.
"Everybody thinks backstage is nothing but naked girls running round with drugs everywhere," said Alice. "That was kind of true in the late 60s and early 70s, when there was a certain bohemian thing going on. But now, for a real big rock band, there is probably more coffee backstage than alcohol. And if you're in a big band, there are no drugs. Like the Foo Fighters. If they're going to do a year on the road, they can't afford to have a guy loopy on drugs."
Now, if anyone apart from Iggy Pop and Keith Richards is allowed to sound off about illicit substances, it's Alice. Starting in the 60s, he loaded his body full of bad things, but lived to tell the tale and now he's a good Christian who plays golf when he's not on tour.
However, what the original shock rocker was trying to get at is that rock films don't need to focus on the old rock 'n' roll cliches. He helped pioneer the art form in 1976 with Welcome to My Nightmare, a theatrical concert movie inspired by his 1975 album of the same name.
Instead of tales of sex, drugs and debauchery, it featured freakish horror, rattly old skeletons, and monsters. Thirty-five years on, he's about to release an album sequel, Welcome 2 My Nightmare, and plans to also make a movie out of this one with a director wishlist of either film-making ghoul Tim Burton or human horror show Rob Zombie.