The current issue of Rolling Stone should really be wrapped in a paper bag at the newstands because it is as pornographic as any Penthouse or Hustler. Seriously, Larry Flynt ain't got nothing on this this shit. The Southern hotness that is Kings of Leon grace the cover and inside is an in-depth interview where the guys talk about their humble beginnings as sons (and nephew) of a preacher man, their current status as the 'it' band of the moment and about boozing, touring and favourite sex positions. That sound you just heard was my head exploding.
The guys offer the mag a tour inside their respective Nashville homes. Below are some shots of Caleb's lair.
Go to rollingstone.com for more KOL porn including pics of the Followill boys as youngsters and behind-the-scenes video hotness.
Kings of Leon play the ACC Tuesday night. Because Ticketmaster (aka Ticketbastard) is the thieving, despicable, monopoly and evil empire that it is, I paid dearly for my tickets on Craig's List. I was sodomized for sure (sans reach around) but at least the Craig's List killer didn't murder my ass. Meeting my maker before hearing Caleb's pure sex voice sing babymaking jams like Charmer, Knocked Up, Closer, Taper Jean Girl, Crawl and of course, Sex on Fire would have been nothing short of tragic. I hope I don't get pregnant at the show. I'll get the rusty coat hanger ready just in case. A girl's gotta be prepared.
