The theme song of my life. For over twenty years, on the first morning of any show I directed, at 6am, while setting up for the first shot, this would blast from my boom box. In 2005, the star of the show I was doing told me he once got very drunk with Keith (I never Kiss And Tell but this show was in NYC and was one of the most fun and raucous four months I ever had working), and Keith told him the entire riff was "one giant fucking accident" -- Keith used to record his ideas with a reel-to-reel tape recorder, and one night he got really really fucked up and fell asleep and when he woke up, the tape recorder was stuck and playing this riff (which it had magically made up) over and over -- the tape was literally stuck in the machine. TAPE STUCK IN THE MACHINE -- explains everything.
FROM THE FILES OF THE STRANGEST LIFE I HAVE EVER LIVED: In 2000 or 2001 I was living in Sydney for many months directing a two hour pilot. I was living at The Ritz Carlton Penthouse (across from the Opera House). They had a great bar and on Saturday night I would throw a party for the crew and actors and any other fun characters I met. One night, AC/DC showed up (there was a crew connection), and everyone was screaming PLAY PLAY PLAY. So they got up on the stage and I asked "can I play too?" Malcolm and Angus said get your ass up here -- (Angus whispered to me: "do you really know how to play?") I said "yes, maybe, sort of, you tell me." Lets play Fire Your Guns. I guess they travel everywhere they go with roadies and stuff because someone handed me an SG (turned out to be a 71), and we did a crazy long version of Fire Your Guns. And I still have that guitar (I had to have it refretted because A. had worn it down). This was not the first time I jammed with the best of the best (see my "Sliders" story). But it was about as good as it gets. They were, at that time, the best rock and roll band in the world. And after, the bros said -- "not bad, mate, not bad at all." to me. Key of A.