http://www.rollingstone.com/music/features/the-killer-inside-kid-rock-20150226?page=2 just read this article a couple days ago, it's worth checking out. just a short excerpt: The Killer Inside Kid Rock Shooting hogs and talking trash with America's wildest red-state rocker By Patrick Doyle February 26, 2015 There's good news for the feral hogs on Bob Ritchie's rural Alabama estate: The red-state rocker is plotting his return to music. Peter Yang Rock, girlfriend Audrey and unlucky feral hogs at his Alabama home. Patrick Doyle They're gonna start charging," Rock warns as we approach the hogs. "If for some reason they get out, jump up in back of [the truck]. They'll cut your ass." Because hogs are a non-native species with high reproductive rates, hunters are encouraged to kill them year-round. Rock has been trying to catch some for three months. Two light-colored sows and a small boar huddle together in the back of the cage. As we get closer, they get jittery, walking in circles around one another, grunting and crashing. "Let me knock this one out with my 9-mil first," Rock says, reaching into his holster. He points the pistol between one of the sow's eyes. "Bye," he says, firing. It collapses and writhes on the ground, running in place on its side for several seconds, its hooves rattling the cage. "His ass is done." The other pigs go silent. One rubs its snout on the dead sow. Rock hands a rifle to Audrey, showing her where to aim at the blond boar. "Ah, they stink!" she says, sticking the gun into the cage and firing. "Poor thing! Sorry, buddy." Rock shoots the third. It falls, stays still, then lurches back up, blood spilling from behind its ear. He shoots again. "Two to the head with a .45 and it's still kicking," he says. "That's unbelievable." Everyone surveys the damage. Rock takes a photo and sends it to Hank Jr. Some locals will come by later to purchase the hogs. "The blond one is pretty," says Audrey. "Pretty dead," Rock says with a chuckle. "Well, there's some excitement to get the day started!"