There's one in every town: Gene Vincent was the original and legendary black-leather bad-boy of rock 'n' roll. His records were banned and censored, his live shows incited riots, he wrecked hotel rooms while Keith Moon was still a schoolboy, his private life was a combat zone of booze, pills, guns, and women, and he ultimately died for the bluejean bop. Without him there would have been no Jim Morrison, no Sid, no Marilyn Manson, and even Elvis would have struggled. And that's why Gene Vincent is still remembered and celebrated thirty years after he should have been dead and gone.