Here’s what rock ‘n’ roll looks like according to stock photography

Dave Navarro's abs paired with the hair of Anthony Kiedis? Now THAT'S rock 'n' roll, brother.

The suspenders and pressed white dress shirt scream wedding party, but the two-tone shoes betray this dude: He's skankin' it up on the dancefloor.

Ever wonder what Amy Lee's been up to for like, the last 10 years? Here's your answer: Modelling for stock photographers.

These cyberpunks are hacking the mainframe of the adhocracy.

What would rock 'n' roll be without the vinyls? And before you ask, the singular of vinyls is vinyls.

Kurt Cobain. We're sorry, guy, but this is your legacy.

If there's anything more rock 'n' roll than working at Long and McQuade, it's smashing the things you bought with your employee discount.

This cool political rocker babe is very political because she like, supports, like, equal something in Tibet?

Goodbye, iPod classic. Your commercials will always be remembered on Shutterstock.

Don't let the 7-inch heels and smart blazer fool you. Outside of the boardroom, Joan is a wild one—she's a rocker chick. Have you seen her dragon tattoo?

If there's anything Robin Black taught us, it's that 6-inch chunky heels can accentuate any rocker's outfit. Oh, scarves, too.

If throwin' the horns wasn't rock—er, "rawk"—enough, check out that studded bracelet. It only cost $4 from Claire's!

Look at this ominious screenshot from a Tool video. So spooky.

By day, Jesse's an aspiring technician at the Trebas Institute. By night, Jesse's a model.

Meanwhile, at the Hard Rock Cafe, Brian Setzer's rhythm guitarist was spotted cavorting with Velvet Revolver's drum tech.

Remember when bands like Moist and the Tea Party were trying to go for that brooding, sexy Cancon vampire thing? We miss that.

We think this photo was on the packaging for our Joan Jett Halloween costume last year.

Black pinstripes and an Epiphone Les Paul are a pairing as revered as blues and country.

This jubilant festival photo was taken mere moments before she was overheard saying, "Headdresses? It's not appropriation if I'm trying to appreciate THEIR culture."

This biker-rock badman will challenge you to a drinking contest if you ever find yourself in Bracebridge, ON.

Hey, it's the dude who always plays Rage Against the Machine bass covers at Steve's Music!

The mesh gloves and sleeveless turtleneck are wonderful, but is that a Sick of It All tattoo?

Did... crabcore make it onto iStock?

What can we say? She pulls off a Hendrix scarf and Avril eyeliner perfectly.

Hey! It's the dude who, after high school, chose to stay in your shitty hometown! Well, joke's on you: He became the coolest guy in Bonnyville, Alberta. (And he's somehow playing the air guitar on a vacuum cleaner.)

We present true punk.

The photographers found her at the Tempe, Arizona Hard Rock Cafe, dancing on the tables to Rammstein.

We're not sure why this pickup artist is playing guitar in a pool, either.

What do you think is on this tape? You think it's The Clash?

Forget the Clash. Try the Casualties.

Ooh, she's blowing the mist coming off a beer bottle like it was a smoking gun. DANGER!

Oh hey, Lars Fredriksen! Shouldn't you be singing a song about, like, Stevie Forehead the Bay Area's malt liquor poet laureate?

Rock 'n' roll isn't dead. It's an octogenerian, but dead? Not yet, bruv.

In 2014, here's the new face of rock 'n' roll: It has Skrillex's hair, Ozzy's sunglasses, and the trenchcoat mafia's outerwear.

You ever heard of the Bovine Sex Club? I hear that's where all the rocker chicks hang out.

This is the short-lived fourth Hardy Brother, who spent six months as a WWE jobber posing as a grunge musician.