Ahh Leppard. I was obsessed as a teenager. To the point where I actually knew where Rick Allens parents lived and had my best friend, who was older than me and could drive, take us on a road trip to sit outside his house. (Never saw him)
I do remember though, my Dad, a very straight, honest working bloke who’d come home from work with the Daily Mirror every night, coming in and calling me to sit with him. He opened his paper to a story about Rick apparently assaulting his wife in LA. Dad was quite stern in pointing out ‘this is the guy you idolise. He is not a decent man’.
stuck with me that chat, and I did lose all love for Rick after that. As I got older I heard the groupie stories, a few used to be on groupie central too, still might be archived away.
80s rock bands were brutal. Great music, morals of alley cats and I remain amazed more hasn’t come out.