While we're on Sunset Boulevard, let's switch from a classic shock to classic rock, and hop in a limo to the Rock 'n' Roller Coaster starring Aerosmith!  Hollywood is home to the music industry as well, not to mention freeway traffic, fawning band managers and excessive lifestyles - even better, those wacky Imagineers have combined all these charming traits into one attraction. Another Fast Pass ticketed attraction that will help you avoid the long lines, but also another attraction worth its wait in gold records.

Take a behind-the-scenes tour of a recording studio where the amazingly non-animatronic band Aerosmith welcomes you to their current jam session.  Just beyond the soundproof glass, the boys are warming up for their next gig across town and invite you to watch along.  But their persnickety, Manager breaks up all the fun, reminding everyone it's limo time - luckily the band hired a stretch that covers three time zones, so hey, why don't we go along with the guys to their gig?  Why don't we, indeed! Let's go out the back way, that's what superstars do - back off, you paparazzi scum!

Given this is LA and the Freeway Condition signs foretell of lengthy delays across town, you'd better strap into the limo tight… things could get a little hectic jamming around these traffic jams.  Your driver punches the pedal, tires squeal and you're booking at 60mph before you can speed-dial your agent! This nifty, in-the-dark roller coaster boasts a couple of surprise inversions (well, I guess they're not surprises now) and some wild twists and turns - pretty much like any daily commute on the 405 freeway.

The ride corkscrews through glowing neon signs and traffic hazards, all to the blasting beat of Aerosmith -- the best description for ride I came up with is "like Space Mountain on acid."  It's a trip, dude!  By the way, please say no to drugs -- unless, in this case, they're motion sickness pills . . . better to see your brain on Dramamine than lunch on your shoes! Have the driver let you off at Hollywood Blvd. to see what's shakin' over there (beside your knees)…

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