it be me and my tape walkman and a geetar with nick drake…and we just chat and play geetar all day

mmm….thats a tough one. However i do believe that i would pick Slash as the rockstar that would be with me!
mmmmm…..my ipod, me, and Slash—thats magical right there!

anton newcombe! and we plot the overthrow of the bush reich

oh yea I guess I smoke and drink with drake tis if it was the end of the world

David Bowie. We talk about the making of the “Berlin trilogy” (Low/Heroes/Lodger), as well as “Heathen”. He tells me the ending of the story of The Ritual Art Murder of Baby Grace Blue and what happened to the idea of the remaining 4 albums of the Nathan Adler Diaries series with Brian Eno that got scrapped.

I’d be stranded with Sheryl Crow in my 300-C and head to the the Dunkin’ Donuts and Wawa nearby(they’re both located near each other in New Castle,DE,which is a convient thing).After we’re satisfied with our Boston cremes and our even toastier heat ventilation,we’ll alternate between our favorite r&b/rock stations-jammin’ to Janis one minute,shmoozin’ to Stephanie the next.Alanis can come along for the ride too,since her assumingly ’70’s Cadillac broke down-a la “Ironic”(laughs).

I’d be trapped with Mos Def. He’s one hell of a smart guy and hot too. We’d just talk about the world.

willie nelson – ‘cos he’s funny and rolls with the good shit.

For anyone who reads what I post and you all know that you lol. I will continue to beat my dead horse and say Elvis Costello. We’d have our guitars in the back and write an album together and just chat about how he couldve been Liv Tylers dad.

Mike Patton and we thumb wrestle….

I’d cuddle with Joss Stone and keep her bare feet warm while she sings something smokey and soulful.

Me and Kim Gordon would have hot lesbo sex to keep warm.

It would be me and Jon Bon Jovi, talking and writing songs together.

Axl Rose so I could beat the shit out of him for continually delaying and teasing us with Chinese Democracy.

Ben Folds….and we’d play the key-tar together!!!!!!

johnny rotten and we would talk about sid vicious or courtney love and we would talk about kurt and her music

I’d probably have to pick Tom Waits, I’d listen to him tell some great stories for an hour or so, then we’d lead a big sing along with all the other cars stuck around to some of his best songs.

Kieth Richards,we’d get drunk and write songs, or Gwen Stefani and well….

Dave Grohl, we’d talk about his nirvana days and how much of a bitch courtney love is… while drinking jager and coffee

Zakk Wylde…we could get drunk and talk shit about everyone in the music business…or Jessica Simpson, for other reasons…

karen o and meg white… talk about decent music.

oooh, I’d pick M. Shadows, and we’d discuss the legacy of Hunter S. Thompson, then get down to the sordid stuff…

i would get nancy spungen back from the dead and ask her if sid really killed her

I’d pick that weak youtube chick singer-song writer and I’d teach her to rock and then take her to the BONEyarrrrrd!!!!!!!YEAH!!!!

Al Jourgensen and/or Gibby Haynes. Preferably with a huge sheet of blotter acid.

i would choose Mattie Safer from the Rapture. And fuck him.

tommy lee…what do you THINK we’ll do?

Steve Page from BNL and we’d talk about re-inventing the music industry, the destruction of DRM, and the melodies of Brian Wilson.

Hello! Willie Nelson, anyone? It may be the end of the world but at least we will be extremely happy when the world stops spinning.

Paul McCartney…play Beatles songs. He probably has some good weed too.

patterson hood from the drive by truckers……………do some good herb and me just goin’ down down down………………

i’m too tired to think right now…

Zakk Wylde at least he’d have a beer

Carnie Wilson. I want a musician of girth if I have to eat them to survive.

Eddie Vedder cause I couldn’t get much vedder. Yeah baby…

Liam the Oasis guy cause he’s always wearing a big coat, maybe he’d lend it to me if he was a real sweet gentleman. Or Gwen Stefani, she could teach me about fashion or something.

Brad Nowell. We would smoke two joints.

I would play paper football with Yanni. Maybe talk about the good old days… at the Acropolis. Ah, that was a good time.

Zach de la Rocha. I would ask him what he’s been doing the last 7 years.

hey zack/tom how about making another record for us!

Jimmy Page. He would play guitar while i’ll play drums on the dashboard!

I’ve always thought Amanda Palmer would be amazing to talk to, her or Morrissey, but I’d love to cuddle up next to Gerard Way for a couple hours…or days…….or years…

William Beckett. Because that dude’s just awesome.

We’d probably play Candy Land, then order some Hawaiian pizzas and watch Little Miss Sunshine.

I’d hang out with snow patrol… because they’re the snow partol and they’d be able to get me out of there. then I’d tell them that their song is annoying (but after they get me out of course).

hmm, well despite the fact there not rockstars im gunna say it anyway, cuz im ignorant douche bag like that.

matt stone and trey parker. cuz they would be fuckin hilarious!

or dylan, i wonder what it’d be like to try and get inside his head

I would pick Sir Paul McCartney.We would talk about the Beatles,Wings,John,George,and Ringo,his late wife Linda and what a bitch Heather is.We would chat and listen to “Sgt.Pepper”.

I would have Jessica Simpson sitting on my face!

I would have to pick Jeff Buckley(before he died of course). As for the activity, singing,his songs and some of my other favorites. And after that I’m sure we could find other ways to pass time.

Travis MCcoy from Gym Class Heroes. yeah and we would talk about nothing and everything. and i would change the question a little and include my husband in the car, he could fix it when we get tired of talking and listening to my ipod.

Jimmy Page. Unbeatable music, and for some reason it’s strangely warm when this genius is around.

mmm…

stranded? I don’t think I’d like to get stranded with anyone, even if I really like the person… although I wouldn’t mind to be locked up in a car with Ville Valo.
I think he’d be nice company, and a great protection against the cold.

Naturally, Bob Dylan. After I brushed all of the snowflakes off of his curls and rubbed him all over to warm up, we’d share a blanket to maintain body heat and watch the snow fall and fall…oh, yeah, and bring that bottle over here!