Soul music legend Sly Stone, best known as the frontman of Sly and the Family Stone, has squandered his fortune and is living homeless on the streets of Los Angeles.
"I like my small camper," Stone told the New York Post in an article co-written by William Alkema, director of a documentary about the band. "I just do not want to return to a fixed home. I cannot stand being in one place. I must keep moving."
Stone once lived in a Beverly Hills mansion and a Napa Valley compound. But the Post reported that his fortune was stolen "by a lethal combination of excess, substance abuse and financial mismanagement."
He lives now in a white camper that he parks in Crenshaw. A retired couple feeds him daily and allows him to shower in their home, the paper reported.
The moral of the story? Never IUI - Invest Under the Influence.
You know what? Good for him. He's not bitter and has a at least two friends who makes sure he gets three hots and a shower. Better than some missions.
Where are all his friends from his glory days?
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Where are all his friends from his glory days?
Puts me in mind of the line in As Good As It Gets, when Jack Nicholson asks the down-and-out Greg Kinnear: "What happened to all your queer party friends?"
They needed to go to make way for the real friends.
The people who party are never around for the bad times.
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