Philip Carlo: So, are you locked up twenty-four hours a day?
Richard Ramirez: On some days, some days yeah. I go outside for about five hours on Tuesday, I go out five hours on Friday and I go out five hours on Sunday. The rest of the time I am on Death Row. Everybody has a single-man cell.
“That was where the guy ran on stage, right? And security was a bit slow. And I saw some guy heading straight for Mick. I saw nobody between him and Mick. I thought, ‘Oh no, here we go. I’m not going to get any more money for this.' ”
Rammstein on their first impressions of each other.
I’ve posted a shortened version of this before, so I thought I’d post the full thing.
What were your first impressions of each other and did they change over the years? (Wayne Duckett, USA)
Christoph: When I met Paul about twenty years ago, I thought he was a very ill-mannered type he made fun of everyone regardless of whether he knew him or not. He immediately noticed a person’s weakness and ridiculed him. It was like a cannon shot, and I did not like it at all. Now I think he’s a good man. Paul is always ready to help.
Oliver: At first I thought that Flake was a scatter brained old grandfather this impression has not changed.
Christophe: And I thought Ollie was a dangerous type, because he was always silent, but six months later he spoke.
Paul: I also had a similar feeling about Ollie, I always tried not to say anything unnecessary so that he would not shoot me down. I still think this. When I met Schneider, I thought he was not a very good drummer, he had a desire, but there was no passion. Then I changed my mind, but I do not remember when it happened!
Christoph: About fifteen years ago, Till was a drummer in a dark punk band. I’ve never seen anyone play like him. Incredible energy. When I thought he had given everything and could not continue, he played on.
Paul: Sometimes Till put a chicken in the bass drum, and when he started drumming they started running out, squawking and wandering around the place.
Christoph: He was also known as the “Wendish Butcher”,in the village where he came from. He stole livestock, took the chicken from the villagers and put them in his drums.