Bon Jovi: Is it really that bad??

I'm kind of fascinated with biographies of people and reading also helps my trivia knowledge.  So in the grand scheme of Rock N Roll there are so many other things that are worse than laying on a bed w/ 4 semi nude women.
Let's look back at debauchery in Rock N Roll courtesy of Snopes.

First stop 1967 England.  The Rolling Stones and the Mars Bar

A Mars Bar Fills That Gap

Claim: When British police conducted a drug raid during a party at Keith Richards' Redlands estate in 1967, they found Mick Jagger eating a Mars bar out of Marianne Faithfull's vagina.

Origins: When nineteen police, on a tip-off, raided a party at Keith Richards' estate in February of 1967 in search of illegal drugs, Mick Jagger Richards, Mick Jagger, Marianne Faithfull, and six other male guests were lounging about a downstairs room watching TV and listening to music. Faithfull wore only a large, orange fur bedcover that she had wrapped around herself after taking a bath a little while earlier. The police searched the house and the persons in it, gathered various pieces of evidence, and left. A month later, Richards and Jagger were summoned before the court on drug charges. By the time the trial started at the end of June, a rumor had already started spreading that when the police arrived at Redlands, "they had interrupted an orgy of cunnilingus in which Jagger had been licking a Mars candy bar pushed into Marianne's vagina."

There was absolutely no truth to the rumor, however. The police did not burst into the house, catching everyone unaware: they knocked very loudly at the front door, and Keith calmly got up to answer it. At the time police arrived, the room was, in the words of Christopher Gibbs, one of the guests at Redlands that evening, "a scene of pure domesticity." 

 

At Keith Richards' trial, much was made of 'Miss X' (i.e., Marianne Faithfull), the single female guest who had been present when police entered Richards' house. One female detective testified that when the police squad arrived, Faithfull had been "completely naked." Another male detective stated in court that as he had studied Marianne Faithfull during the raid to detect signs of drug use, she had purposely let the fur bedcover she was wearing slip, "disclosing parts of her nude body." (Faithfull later admitted that she had indeed given the police "a quick flash.") These lurid details about a naked girl wrapped in fur rug, brought out at the trial and reported in the press (although largely untrue), established the idea that the police had interrupted a drug-induced orgy.

Next is a story that may be slightly true.  It's 1969 and Seattle.  A Red Headed girl meets history courtesy of Led Zeppelin, rope and assorted fish.

Shark Tale

Claim: Members of Led Zeppelin once employed a mud shark on a female groupie.

Then there was the infamous "mudshark incident," which was actually more like a red herring. In 1969, Led Zeppelin checked into Seattle's Edgewater Inn. The place was a favorite with musicians because guests could fish from their rooms. The band hauled in some fish. Then they hauled in a seventeen-year-old redhead named Jackie. She mentioned she really liked being tied up. The obliging Englishmen ordered a rope from room service. Next, Jackie removed her clothes and the boys tied her to the bed. Then the road manager entertained the band by taking a red snapper and introducing it to the girl's private parts.2

The most ubiquitous non-Stones-related tale is unquestionably the infamous "mud shark" legend, which relates how members of Led Zeppelin supposedly employed a (live) shark as a sexual device with a pliant female groupie. This story is tough to classify as either "true" or "false" because so many different versions with varying details exist, but we might safely say it's one of many legends formed from a kernel of truth covered with several layers of exaggeration and embellishment.

The core incident took place at The Edgewater in Seattle (probably at the time of the group's 27 July 1969 appearance at the Seattle Pop Festival), a hotel on Puget Sound from which guests could fish right out the windows of their rooms. According to Richard Cole, Led Zeppelin's road manager, he and drummer John Bonham (aka "Bonzo") were busily engaged in the pastime of catching sharks through an Edgewater window when they were interrupted by some persistent groupies, but what occurred next didn't quite live up to the notorious modern version of the legend:

It wasn't Bonzo, it was me. It wasn't shark parts anyway: It was the nose that got put in. We caught a lot of big sharks, at least two dozen, stuck coat hangers through the gills and left 'em in the closet . . . But the true shark story was that it wasn't even a shark. It was a red snapper and the chick happened to be a f_______ redheaded broad with a ginger p____. And that is the truth. Bonzo was in the room, but I did it. Mark Stein [of Vanilla Fudge] filmed the whole thing. And she loved it. It was like, "You'd like a bit of fucking, eh? Let's see how your red snapper likes this red snapper!" That was it. It was the nose of the fish, and that girl must have come 20 times. But it was nothing malicious or harmful, no way! No one was ever hurt.

So yes, a female groupie was sexually engaged with a fish, but the fish was not a shark (and was presumably dead from having been stuck on a coat hanger), it wasn't "stuffed" inside her, the only member of Led Zeppelin present at the time (John Bonham) was merely an onlooker rather than an active participant, and the woman left the hotel unharmed. (Richard Cole may not have been the most accurate chronicler of Led Zeppelin's history, but since his accounts tend to run to excess it's safe to assume the reality was no wilder than he presented it. In any case, accounts given by others connected with the incident don't substantially contradict Cole's version.)

Nonetheless, tales of sexual exploits involving groupies and animals are familiar entries in the Led Zeppelin canon of rumors:

One evening, two young girls were lounging in the bathtub of Led Zeppelin's hotel suite. Page walked in. He giggled, "We figured you need something to keep you company." Then he threw four live octopuses into the tub. The young ladies wound up enjoying the octopuses more than the rockers. "Oh my god," squealed one of them, "I've gotta get one of these. It's like having an eight-armed vibrator!"

Led Zeppelin later cheered on another adventurous female fan while she made love with her pet Great Dane. The boys in the band even provided strategically placed bacon for the Great Dane's pleasure

And if you want tales of Rock N Roll excess from 4 guys that don't remember half of what they did check out Motley Crue: The Dirt - Confessions of the World's Most Notorious Rock Band, some of the stories you're just like, EWWW how could a woman exploit herself like that.  But it's a good vacation/conversation starter book.