The turn of the millennium was a weird time. Moby was the biggest rock star in the world, alcopops were eating away at the souls of the nation’s youth, pagers were still A Thing and people thought a computer glitch was going to make planes fall out of the sky. In this climate it was perfectly logical – in fact, it almost seemed totally predictable – that Limp Bizkit would hold a boozy, weedy release party for their new album Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water at the Playboy Mansion.
In retrospect, it seems more strange: oh look, there’s Brandon Boyd from Incubus describing the Playboy Mansion as “paradise”; there’s the guy from Sugar Ray doing that weird nu-metal dog voice people did back then and failing horribly as a presenter; there’s the big man, Fred Durst, repeatedly barking “show me your body” at playmates in a sex lagoon; there is Debbie Harry, for some reason; there are members of Korn and Deftones, Sisqo, Courtney Love, Tommy Lee, Ashton Kutcher and Katarina Witt, who won an Olympic Gold Medal in 1988 with a figure-skating routine set to Michael Jackson’s Bad.