Many artists are weighing in on Michael Jackson and tossing their proverbial two-cents into the fountain of tributes. Some are doing it to remind you they worked with Jacko years ago and they are not dead. Check out this Steve Perry interview over at Fan Asylum. Some have no ulterior motive and just want to hyperbolize about their favorite artist.

Such was the case with Demerol Methadone (drummer for Delaware badasses STASH). We covered STASH in our second party like a rockstar experience where Vic Wettner wretched all over my rental car. These guys are a cover band of sorts, but remake old classics into drug induced anthems.

Demerol called the BnR hotline yesterday to leave his thoughts, but a man of his star quality, you have to pick up. The conversation went like this.

Dem: Yo Craig, it's Demerol from STASH. I wanted to leave you a message about my thoughts on the passing of Michael Jackson.

BnR: Hey, no reason to leave it on our machine, let's do an interview for the site.

Dem: Great idea. Man you guys are marketing geniuses. So yea, about Michael Jackson. Michael taught me everything I know about rhythm and beats and really made me want to become a drummer.

BnR: What song was really the watershed moment for you? What song did you hear that made you really thing, I need to get into music?

Dem: I think it was Little Red Corvette. The drum machine beat and the slow synth build up in that song is brilliant. Plus all the metaphors to clits really got my young mojo flowing.

BnR: Um, Demerol, that was Prince.

Dem: Yea, the Prince of Pop man. I know. He was so cool and then his movie Purple Rain really redefined my teenage years. I remember I had Suzanne Comitski over my parents house. We were dropping acid and watching Purple Rain. She used to think the walls were raining purple and that the floor was a flood of purple rain. I somehow convinced her in my own drug induced state that the only way to save herself was to suck my dick. She did man, she sucked as if her life depended on it, because to her, it did.

BnR: Yea but Demerol that was the artist PRINCE, not Michael Jackson.

Dem: Yea. Didn't Prince die?

BnR: No, Michael Jackson did, you know the guy that created the Thriller album. Billie Jean, Black or White?

Dem: Oh, the kiddie toucher.

BnR: Well he was never convicted of that.

Dem: Yea, I know him. He died? And you are telling me Prince is still alive? Man that is trippy. I have been in mourning the last couple of days doing tremendous amounts of coke to cope with the loss of Prince man.

BnR: I don't know what to tell you other than you did all that coke in vain.

Dem: Coke is never done in vain man. So I guess I called you for nothing then. So how is everyone over there?

BnR: Well they are good, but let's talk about where you guys are in the recording process for Exile on Meth Street?

Dem: Pretty good though we only have two of our classic songs recorded. Bong a Gong and That Syringe are down, but we can't seem to find the time to do the rest. It is hard to get us all in the same room together, you know man? El Burro de la Druga is on vacation in Mexico this month, hopefully bringing back some of that fine white nose gold us 49ers appreciate.

Bud Glaucoma is having a colonospy done because he stuffed a glass bong up there to hide it from the police and it shattered.

Poppy Seed Jump was just released on bail for domestic battery. His partner called the cops on him after catching PSJ having their pug lick peanut butter off his dick. PSJ is a kinky dude like that. I remember one time we were on-stage playing the Rusty Rudder in Dewey and there are gulls, fucking gulls man, just circling over PSJ's head. Then I look down and there is an ant trail running from his crotch, he had mayonnaise all over his penis for some reason. He was really gone on Quaaludes and pop rocks that day.

I have been clean and sober for 12 hours now.

BnR: Oh that's great. The road to recovery is a long and arduous one. I wish you the best.

Dem: Recovery? Recovery is for quitters man. I am waiting for the 9:45 DART bus so I can go and pick up my shit man.

BnR: Hey Dem, I think we have another call coming in, looks like Chad Kroeger is calling the BnR office. I have to go.

Dem: Hey yea, you tell that asshole to put his dick in a blender for me and feed the remains to a junkyard dog. You tell him that Craig. You tell him STASH is waiting for his pussy band in Delaware.

BnR: I think you just told him yourself.