Rosario Puts the Rose Back in-- eh, fuck this shit
So Blabbermouth, my go-to-guys for all things Axl, got word that last night, Axl and company [new Gunners, not the old ones] rocked out for Rosario Dawson's surprise birthday party at Plumm in Chelsea.

Apparently, the fest was star-studded, if you consider the likes of C-Listers Mickey Rourke and Eric Balfour studs. I prefer to think it was a pitch for the newest season of the "Surreal Life," but what do I know?

Axl was there with Dizzy and the crew - and naturally, Del James was in tow, riding Axl's coattails and most likely telling everyone in sight that he penned a little collection called The Language of Fear years ago, it's out of print, and why don't you suckers go buy it?

[Caveat: This sucker did. It's as every bit tripe-tastic as one would expect from a douchebag named Del James, but I digress].

The show was an intimate, kareaoke-style acoustic one, with the lyrics to the songs on a projector behind Axl himself. They split up the three "November Rain" solos, giving Bumblefoot the finale, but the solos stayed acoustic for a pretty kickass hollow sound.

Still, it's no Slash next to a church.

At the end of the set, Axl brought out Rosario, who tore shit up, screaming into the mic, "THEY'VE NEVER PLAYED ALL ACOUSTIC, THIS IS HISTORY IN THE MAKING, HOW MUCH DOES THIS MAN FUCKING ROCK!?"

Yet another reason to love Rosario Dawson. Plus she's hot as shit.

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