The Red Hot Chili Peppers Will Pose Nude In Public...

THERE WAS gonna be a free newfangled video-disc taped to the cover of this Weekly . Yes, we music critters in the business (we in the business like to call it the business) had finally stopped sour-graping the video scene and decided to goforit and grasp the medium and utilize and be gnarly, but somebody snagged the little green collection box labeled "Video Money" and here we are again in that arid black-and-white desert they call Dry Tape. No Laugh-In-flavored opening, no fancy-shmancy interiewdeo, no slinky vamps inviting me to Le Dome for a snail snack. Oh well, fuggit.