FNA Present: So as all good things eventually do, Priscilla had come to an end. But still, for a time the group were indeed the darlings of the underground glam and music scene.
Sex, Drugs, and Rock and Roll-it was all there in abundance. From an enigmatic front man, awash in groupie-adorned excess, who nearly died after an accidental drug overdose, to a guitarist who battled his own demons and was at odds with the sudden and immediate glory of success that was thrust upon him and his band and felt he had to get out. This is a story of wasted youth, not wasted in the classical sense, but in the sense that the rewards thrust upon the overnight heroes of a local glam generation are sometimes too much for any one group of young men to physically and mentally withstand