If Sunday's Motley Crue show in Tampa is truly the Sunset Strip heathens' "farewell" gig here — we know the drill with goodbye tours — then we should honor the hair-metalists as one of rockdom's most "dangerous" bands. After all, when it comes to the Crue (singer Vince Neil, bassist Nikki Sixx, drummer Tommy Lee, guitarist Mick Mars), their misogynistic, hedonistic songs are tame compared with their real-life, real-wrong exploits. Girls Girls Girls, Dr. Feelgood, Wild Side, Shout at the Devil play like mere lullabies against the litany of morally and legally suspect exploits that went down in West Hollywood circa the '80s, when the Crue treated the rest of the world with a sneering, snickering disregard. (The quartet's opening act Sunday, Alice Cooper, isn't nearly as nefarious as his onstage alter ego.) If you want salacious specifics, read the Crue's 2001 oral history, The Dirt, compiled by music journalist Neil Strauss. As authors and rockers, the boys have zero shame and even less of a filter. But that's also why they're still cashing in, and we still care about them, all these decades of decadence later. Sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll is supposed to be a lethally dangerous combo platter. And no one debauched it better than Motley Crue.
Motley Crue, with Alice Cooper, performs at 7 p.m. Sunday at MidFlorida Credit Union Amphitheatre at the Florida State Fairgrounds, 4802 U.S. 301 N, Tampa. $20-$119. (813) 740-2446.
Sean Daly, Times pop music critic