By Shirley Halperin
Photo by Jacques Brautbar
It's an easy picture to imagine. As night falls, a tight-knit group of friends—all from Los Angeles, none older than 15—head to the rocky shores of Malibu to consume the first bag of weed they ever bought. The deal had gone down earlier in the high-school bathroom—20 bucks and a quick handshake is all it took to guarantee a long, giddy night.
Your stereotypical suburban rite of passage? Sure. Like thousands of kids, they were living out their version of Fast Times at Ridgemont High (or, in this case, Brentwood High). But these same five kids turned out to be anything but ordinary when, only a few years later, they started a band that would go on to sell more than three million albums and top the pop charts.
The group is Maroon 5, and you won’t find a Jeff Spicoli in the bunch. You may, however, find a Randall (Pink) Floyd in its witty, straight-talking frontman, Adam Levine. “The minute we walked out of the movie Dazed and Confused, we decided we were going smoke pot,” he says. “That is the most fucking persuasive pro-drug movie ever made! The next day, I scored that bag.”
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