IGLETS

Frightening, isn't it?

Here they are with Grandpa Iggy, leading iggy lives.

Now take a look at the hideous spawn of Ozzy Osbourne...some horrible bint with clown make-up, and some forgettable dope who probably has toxic urine.

There are some startlingly inept male members (ie, dickheads) of the McCartney and Dylan family, who couldn't earn a dime if they didn't somehow get some kind of job "in the organization." Not all the McCartney clan are "Stella" attractions.

It's kind of odd, isn't it, to realize that it's one thing to admire rock idols...and another to allow them to breed.

Loudon's son turned out to be a rather precious fruit-basket, hardly what Loudon anticipated when he wrote "Rufus is a Tit Man." After one or two somewhat interesting mystery tours, Julian Lennon began to sing the same wan song every single time...while the kid who was the spawn of the volatile creative genius team of John and Yoko...is at best an ok sideman in her band. Dhani? Not much there. Zack Starkey...oh, who the fuck cares about the drummer in most any band.

We loved the rockers who were drunk or drugged half the time or all the time...but what kind of creatures did they spawn? You're lucky if all they did was create some glamour-nobody who goes to parties (a Jagger via one bint or another) or a minor disappointment (genius Billy Joel + beautiful Christie Brinkley equals...nothing too musically talented or nice looking).

Maybe one day Rolling Stone will do an article listing all the offspring of crazy-ass rock musicians and cerebral ones. They'll make a list of what these sons and daughters do. Do they have respectable jobs out of show biz...are they parasites who just get a check from home...or are they, like these two iglets, sitting around half naked and crying their eyes out...only aged 30,40 or 50??