If you were a bajillion-selling megastar, what would be on your backstage rider? Most bands opt for crisps, booze, maybe a bit of hummus if they’re feeling healthy. Not this lot, though. From Foo Fighters’ Pot Noodles to Red Hot Chili Peppers’ clean underwear, here’s some of the weirdest leaked rider requests…
Square melon. Yes, that’s what makes Axl Rose tick, or so his recently-leaked rider would have you believe. Don’t try and fob the Guns N’ Roses man off with regularly shaped melon, or there’ll be hell to pay, alright?
One of the all-time classic rider requests was 80s hair-metal giants Van Halen’s insistence on M&Ms with the brown ones removed. A great tale of unfettered rock egos, until you hear this was just a test to check that venue bosses read right to the bottom of the list.
Microscopic purple priapus Prince was known to ask for a doctor with a vitamin B12 shot to be on call at all times. He also wouldn’t go near a plate of food that wasn’t covered with clingfilm.
In their heyday they didn’t really need it, but these days the Red Hot Chili Peppers request fresh underwear.
For his appearance at the Tennent’s Vital festival in Northern Ireland last summer, Eminem insisted the organisers build a wooden pond for his koi carp.
Back in happier frat-rap days, the Beastie Boys were known to put in a possibly optimistic order for rainbow-coloured condoms. Let’s face it, they put them over their heads and blew them up.
James Blunt would like venues in every town to understand he’s a bit of a “lad”. You know, not like the prim posh bloke he appears to be on all those records. No, he wants 120 beers, 12 bottles of Magners, four bottles of vodka, three bottles of white wine and two bottles of champagne. Grrrr.
J.Lo wants her coffee stirred anticlockwise. She wants her coffee stirred anticlockwise.
Scots post-rockers Mogwai also have a post-modern sense of humour. Presumably. It would explain one request for a framed photo of Princess Leia from Star Wars.
Nine Inch Nails’ Doyen of Industrial Trent Reznor requires two whole boxes of corn starch. Apparently this is to assist in the removal of those sweaty leather trousers. Nice.
Well, the list wouldn’t be complete without the spandex kings of profane. Motley Crue basically requested everything they could think of, but notable items included a submachine gun, a detailed schedule of local AA meetings and – naturally – a 12-foot boa constrictor.
The original diva Cher has a non-negotiable need for a separate room for her wigs. It sounds like a fire hazard, to be honest.
Prince of Darkness Marilyn Manson is also Prince of Freezing Temperatures, hell-bent on air-conditioning keeping the room as cold as possible. Rather more understandably, he also requests a bald-headed toothless hooker and Haribo (no other brand will do) gummi bears.
Nicki Minaj would like quite staggering amounts of chicken. Breasts, legs, buckets of the stuff.
Old country squire that he is, Sir Mick Jagger is in his element with a shepherd’s pie, a bottle of HP and a snooker table.
No doubt Britney Spears’ demands stretch all the way up the beanstalk and back but one particular request on her X Factor USA rider caught the eye: four pints of potato salad. Down in one.
Typically bananas stuff from MIA, who wants three extras who can “groove to the music”, all dressed in full burkas. And, just to keep everything on the straight and narrow, a bottle of absinthe.
The Stooges’ rider is a work of art to rank with any of their albums. Among pages of other stuff, it asks for seven dwarves – although size isn’t as crucial as “attitude” – and broccoli to chuck in the bin.
Neptune and N*E*R*D Pharrell Williams is a man of simple pleasures. A troupe of belly dancers will do.
Diva-ish demands are a given with Mariah Carey, who wants a dressing room festooned with fluffy kittens, puppies and bunnies. God knows what happens to them afterwards. Also, at a record store signing, she wanted all toilet paper replaced with her preferred pink brand. The royal arse must be pampered.
Hapless funk-metal outfit The Bloodhound Gang once put a monkey on their rider. How droll.
Personifying the fabulous disconnect between rock star demands and natural human needs, Aerosmith have been known to painstakingly request “corn on the cob, fresh ears, cooked 3 minutes only”. Rock. And. Roll.
P Diddy, eh? What do you give the man who has everything? Monogrammed napkins.
Nothing but brand new toilet seats will do for Madonna’s immaculate posterior.
He likes his flora, Sir Paul McCartney does. He wants 19 leafy 6ft plants and four leafy 4ft plants. Welcome to the jungle.
Bless little Lily Allen who, aside from the more necessary rock’n’roll staples, wants 12 packets of Monster Munch.
We’re sure it’s just their dry sense of humour that leads Arctic Monkeys to beg for a novelty yo-yo. They also want a novel of the venue’s choice and boxes of Special K and Crunchy Nut Cornflakes.
Sir Elton John obviously wants oppressive heaps of flowers (but no lilies, nor chrysanthemums, and don’t even think about daisies). He would also like 74 towels. Not 75.
Ladies Love Cool James because he has a constant supply of a couple of dozen long stem roses. No thorns though. But James, every rose has its…
It’s a bit of a disappointment to learn that AC/DC don’t want any beer in the dressing room prior to the show, but would rather like some English cheeses and crackers.
Everyone loves a plate of macaroni cheese, right? None more than Nirvana who would strop off if there wasn’t any of that cheesy tubular goodness on the buffet table.
Rock gods, decent househusbands. Led Zeppelin always wanted an iron and ironing board to keep those chest-bearing shirts crisp.
In the grand scheme of family foibles, Janet Jackson’s need for a tub of Marmite is pretty tame stuff. Assuming it’s for toast.
Beyonce wants a two-man loveseat in her dressing room. It’d need to be pretty big. I mean, Jay-Z looks like he’s got a rap mogul-sized backside.
Old divas die hard. Barbra Streisand is not going anywhere near a toilet that doesn’t have rose petals in it. Presumably they need to be replenished after each flush by the rose petal attendant.
Pure as the driven snow, pop dream Justin Bieber is content with a prodigious amount of white socks, t-shirts and tank tops.
It’s somehow shocking that the squeaky clean Coldplay put six packs of Marlboro Lights on their rider. Don’t tell their mums, for crying out loud.
The Foo Fighters’ desire for six Cup O Noodles (vegetable, original beef flavour) isn’t too weird until you find out this is ONLY ON WEDNESDAYS.
Don’t suppose anyone particularly wants to think about it, but Moby wants underwear.