Admittedly, the topic of this post is far removed from the usual subject matter of this blog, but I conveniently included the words “and whatever else I happen to be reading” in the masthead for just such an occasion as this. From time to time I read biographies of rock musicians, and Old Books by Dead Guys has finally amassed enough reviews of such books to put together an omnibus post on the subject.
What do I look for in a rock and roll biography? Mostly insight into the making of the music I love, the musician’s artistic development, and some insight into the rock star as human being—their personalities, warts and all. I usually opt for autobiographies, because I like to get the stories straight from the horse’s mouth. Rock-star anecdotes about sex, drugs, and partying are fun in small doses, but shouldn’t overpower the music-making narrative (I’m talking to you, Keith Richards!). Lastly, it’s always a bonus when the rock star you admire doesn’t come across as a dick (Bob Mould). If your interest in the subject diminishes after reading his life story, it’s not a successful memoir. On the other hand, a really good biography will make me want to hit the used CD stores in search of more of that artist’s recordings.
Of the eight books listed below, all are autobiographies except for the Warren Zevon book, which also happens to be the best of all the books listed here. The books are listed in order from best to worst. Click on the titles to read the complete full-length reviews.
I’ll Sleep When I’m Dead: The Dirty Life and Times of Warren Zevon by Crystal Zevon (4.5 stars)

Waging Heavy Peace: A Hippie Dream by Neil Young (4.5 stars)

Chronicles, Volume One by Bob Dylan (4 stars)

Also of Interest: Bob Dylan: The Essential Interviews, edited by Jonathan Cott; Dylan: Disc by Disc by Jon Bream

Clapton the book is satisfyingly candid, articulate, and revealing. Your really do a learn a lot about the man, in regards to both his personal and professional lives, though you might not like him as much when you’re done with it. Clapton made a lot of poor ethical choices in his life and treated a lot of women like dirt. There’s something refreshing, however, about the matter-of-fact way in which he admits his wrongs without sugar-coating them or asking for forgiveness. Clapton also engaged heavily in substance abuse, but eventually learned the error of his ways, and the story of his recovery from addiction and his efforts to help others is truly inspiring. Overall I enjoyed this book, but I’d have to say that my respect for the man diminished a little. Because of some of his off-putting moral choices, Clapton just doesn’t come across as smart as you would expect a musical genius to be.

An autobiography from Morrissey comes with high literary expectations, since the former singer and songwriter of The Smiths, like some alt-rock Oscar Wilde, is known for his intelligent and acerbic wit. For the most part, Morrissey meets those expectations. The first quarter of the book is a masterful piece of writing in which he depicts growing up in working-class Northern England as a bleak Dickensian hell. His career with The Smiths is covered pretty briefly until he delves into the band’s legal troubles (Morrissey was sued by the drummer), which goes on a bit too long. The book is killed by its final quarter, a tour diary loaded with self-praise. Overall, however this is a strong rock star memoir, both educational and entertaining. Morrissey comes across as egotistical, cantankerous, petty, vindictive, ungrateful, and mean-spirited as you would expect him to be. I’m not sure I’d want to hang out with the guy, but on paper he is hilarious.

Life by Keith Richards (3 stars)
Life attempts to recreate the experience of having an intimate conversation with Keith Richards. To some extent this strategy works, but the prose is so chock-full of colorful slang, gratuitous profanity, and pointless asides that it takes five times longer for him to say anything of note than it should. The result is an autobiography that is a lot more boring than you would expect it to be. Richards spends more time talking about drugs than he does about music. He delves deeply into the lengths he would go to get smack when he needed it and the legal battles over his various drug busts. Though he survived being a heroin addict, he doesn’t seem to have learned much from it. For the most part, the rest of the Rolling Stones remain shadowy characters on the periphery. Though late in the book Richards does finally address his contentious relationship with Mick Jagger, in the end I learned a lot less about the Stones than I thought I would.
Who I Am: A Memoir by Pete Townshend (3 stars)


Mould is best known as a singer, songwriter, and guitarist in the Minneapolis punk band Hüsker Dü. He later embarked on a solo career and briefly formed the band Sugar. I was a big fan of his music for many years, but reading this memoir really soured my opinion of the man. From page one, he comes across as a total self-centered jerk, dissing his former bandmates and relentlessly praising himself. There is a lot here about Mould’s personal life, but little about the making of music, and Hüsker Dü fans will be flummoxed to find how little Mould thinks of that period in his career. The book’s one saving grace that rescues it from pointlessness is the fact that Mould is gay and has been open about it for most of his career. His candid memories of growing up gay in the ’80s, his eventual coming out, and his coming to terms with being an openly gay rock star provide a few interesting and inspirational moments in an otherwise dull and dreary memoir.
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