| Title | : | The Dark Stuff: Selected Writings on Rock Music |
| Author | : | |
| Rating | : | |
| ISBN | : | - |
| Language | : | English |
| Format Type | : | Kindle Edition |
| Number of Pages | : | 368 |
| Publication | : | First published January 1, 1994 |
The Dark Stuff: Selected Writings on Rock Music Reviews
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Rock 'n' roll, the great visceral release for the middle class. Everyone fantasizes at some point about either being the bad boy or doing the bad boy (or both as the case may be)*. Nick Kent looks at the truly dark side of living the rock 'n' roll life - not the glamorous, delightfully-high-with-a-groupie-on-each-arm side - but the OD on heroin in a bathroom alone side, the losing your mind until you're a vegetable side.
And Kent has the street cred to pull this off, having been a rock 'n' roller himself and genuinely friends with many of his subjects. And I did frequently wonder how he managed to pull this off and remain friends with the people about whom he wrote such scathing portraits. I kept thinking of the scene in the movie Almost Famous where they call the doe-eyed, aspiring rock journalist kid "the enemy". But despite his friendship, Kent does let us know that many (most?) of these rock-n-rollers are indeed assholes or seriously fucked-up at best.
The essays run the gamut from 60s icons (Brian Wilson, Syd Barret, Brian Jones and more) to 90s icon Kurt Cobain and many more in between. The selection of musicians discussed was right in my comfort zone of music taste and even the few people discussed here that I don't care for (Neil Young) nevertheless made for mostly interesting essays. Guns and Roses however sound like they may be even more boring as people than their music but that's a minor quibble. The Iggy Pop and Miles Davis essays were among my favorites perhaps because they both managed to come back from the near-dead and that can generally make for a more interesting tale than someone who shoots up and dies.
The essays are frequently an amalgamation of multiple interviews that he'd done over many years of an artist's career and Kent has a way of writing the dialogue and describing a person so you really feel like you're present at the interviews.
So, go ahead and curl up on your sofa with your snuggie and read about the dark stuff and be glad you're not a heroin addict.
*Sadly, there are no rock-n-roll chicks in this book. Kent had a fling with Chrissie Hynde so I guess he just decided to stay clear of the bad girls.
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Before Reading....
Another find at Amoeba. Some sample chapter titles that make this look promising:
The Cracked Ballad of Syd Barrett
Brian Jones, Tortured Narcissus
Sid Vicious - the Exploding Dim Wit
Morrissey, the Majesty of Melancholia and The Light That Never Goes Out in Smiths-dom -
This is a collection of twenty-six portraits of influential rock musicians. They are stories of happy extroverts who become sad introverts, geniuses who leave their mark on music but not on healthy family life, and also, a lot of drugs, alcohol, debts, and fighting. Such is the price to pay to create good music.
My verdict on each section
Sources and Acknowledgements: A very informative four pages on the history of each chapter, when/where it was first published, etc. Though it already makes a mistake because the cover says “Selected writings on rock music 1972-1993” and the most recent article on here (Serge Gainsbourg) was published in 2006… 🤨
Foreword by Iggy Pop (from 1993): Unnecessary. It’s barely a page long and doesn’t feel eccentric enough, which is what I would expect from Iggy Pop. I suspect he dictated it to someone (maybe Kent himself) who transcribed it for him.
Brian Wilson: A touch too long, but an interesting and engaging portrait on the Beach Boys mastermind, especially his deteriorating mental state and how he survived it.
Jerry Lee Lewis: Fun, narrates his rise, fall, and rise again without being verbose.
Roky Erikson: I get that Kent’s attempt at interviewing him failed because Erikson was barely communicative, but could more have been fished out from this interview? Unless it was done on purpose to reflect the impossibility of interviewing him. Very inconclusive overall.
Syd Barrett: One of my favourites on here, it's a great portrait of Barrett, the early Pink Floyd, Barrett’s exit (from the band and from reality) and his solo career.
Brian Jones: Another one of my favourites. Jones is excellently described as a tortured man, and there is a lot of detail regarding his personal life.
Rolling Stones: Jagger and Richards are portrayed like big twats here, destroyed by their addictions and their egos.
New York Dolls: The band members are portrayed in a bit of a douchy way. Kent tries to redeem them without glorifying them.
Lou Reed: Wonderful and poignant.
Sid Vicious: Tragic and brutal.
Elvis Costello: It's amazing how Costello collected a book with the names of all the people that made him angry and used them as inspiration for his songs as a way of revenge, and how he tells Kent he almost made it in one of his songs because Kent didn’t see him when he was an opening act to Dr Feelgood. Quite brilliant.
Morrissey: I don't like him, but this was a decent and fairly concise insight.
Shane McGowan: Another portrait of a madman. I enjoyed it.
Guns and Roses: I'm not fond of them, but an interesting read.
Happy Mondays & Stone Roses: I didn’t like this one (90% can be summarised as “Ecstasy’s f*cking class, mate”). Then again I’m not fond of Happy Mondays, though I do like some Stone Roses songs.
Iggy Pop 1: Iggy Pop is undoubtedly an interesting person with plenty of amusing things to say, though this was mostly about drugs.
Miles Davis: Brilliant, my favourite one in the whole book. Yes, Davis much like everyone else in this book was no saint, but he was a different musician, not just because he didn’t play rock, but because he was on a whole different level of musicianship and artistry. “His philosophy is shaped from one simple point of view: He is Miles Davis, and you’re not.” (p. 297).
Roy Orbison: Another lovely piece rendered more poignant by the fact that he was interviewed shortly before his death. He comes across as a very wholesome person, making him stand out compared to other extreme lifestyles on here.
Neil Young: Interesting read but very, very long. If you’re not a Neil Young fan you’ll have a hard time. For the most part, it’s just a long Wikipedia article about his discography.
Kurt Cobain: A short obituary, focussed more on portraying Cobain as a tortured human soul rather than a rock deity. I particularly loved this quote: “How much of a tragedy is it really when someone who so ardently craves to embrace the void twenty-four hours a day finally gets his wish?”.
Iggy Pop 2: Could have easily been edited into the first piece on Iggy Pop earlier on.
Prince: An important document especially in light of his recent death.
Johnny Cash: Very dark, yet a very insightful account on a talented yet troubled musician.
Eminem: Immortalises the rise of Eminem well (1999-2000), though on the whole, it feels quite dated, especially taking into account Eminem’s current career.
Sly Stone: It's sad how he went from genius to coke-addicted maniac. He's probably the only musician on here with no proper conclusion; no death, no sobriety, no self-acceptance, he remains a coke-addicted maniac right through the end. Is he still one now?
Serge Gainsbourg: Very honest and personal, especially in how repelled he was by him, despite openly re-evaluating his career at the end. Also for once Kent doesn’t try to write a biography by him like the others, as he just sticks to when he met him in person.
Phil Spector: A portrait of a madman, who perhaps became a madman because the press at the time inflated his ego - at least that’s Kent’s interpretation.
“Self-Destruction in Rock and Elsewhere”: A short conclusion about self-destructive rock personalities and that self-destruction in rock is a necessary evil.
Overall this was an enjoyable if inconsistent read. I didn’t love every single section. It’s worth mentioning how this is very much a document of a time when music journalism was still relevant: before Wikipedia, Pitchfork, Youtube album reviews, Mojo Top 10, etc.
Kent is a good writer, but considering this is a reprint I feel more effort could have been done in editing some sections. Some parts could have been shorter, a few phrases on the artists/bands now could have been added (such as something about Prince’s death), but that is my opinion.
Good to keep as a reference.
Favourite sections: Syd Barrett, Brian Jones, Lou Reed, Elvis Costello, Shane McGowan, Miles Davis, Roy Orbison and Johnny Cash. -
*Back-dating reviews based on snips I find*
Originally, I had the idea of this book skewed. I thought it was a string of interviews with the people in question throughout this book. At first, it took a little to get into since it wasn’t what I had expected but when I grasped what Kent was actually doing, I read through this book at unimaginable speed.
Profiling many musicians through his own experiences and interviews with others as well as the people in question, he paints so many pictures most would never have considered prior to this. Sid Vicious, for one, is acclaimed for his behaviour at times, but never before have I seen him depicted as ‘an explosive dim wit’. I’m more than accustomed of hearing how intelligent Nancy was, if anything, and linking him with that.
I also never knew how, dare I say, fucked up Brian Wilson was. The longest profiling of the book, it really surprised me to know all the troubles and odd personality traits he held. Honestly, I’ve never looked at the Beach Boys like that. At best, I knew their music and the fact that the Wilson brothers were involved; the Beach Boys were just a happy, successful band I was aware of growing up. You never know the shit the legends go through.
Kurt Cobain is profiled as a cult hero, but Kent depicts him as a man who is never satisfied when his dreams come true. That much is clear to anyone who reads his interviews throughout his life, but history and press dictates him to be a hero and for his death to be a tragedy. I’d never considered it not to be a tragedy, but a blessing for someone who simply did not want to be here.
Nick Kent was capable, and presumably still is, of asking the questions the get the answers people want. My first interview of 2012 was yesterday and the interviewee was someone who should go to rehab – someone his band mates plead with to go to rehab – and I couldn’t bring myself to ask about it. Try as I might, I’m not quite there yet. Nick Kent is a master of his art and, in turn, presented a really good, interesting read.
He did note at the start he asked his favourite journalist to teach him his ways. So, Nick, if you’re reading… I have my notebook ready, come teach me your ways. -
A great selection of journalism from a great writer. Kent takes you into the lives of the world's most notorious performers and builds a world of both tragedy and humour, which makes you feel at home with each indivdual. The only problem I found in this book was that it got a little samey throughout the middle, only because nearly every character has the same drug and alcohol problems. Nevertheless I thoroughly enjoyed every minute of reading and am now wanting to take my taster session into a full on 5 course meal.
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Great essays on American and British Rock n' Roll scene. When Kent titled it 'The Dark Stuff' he wasn't kidding. It's about an insane amount of drugs, sex, betrayal, and tragedies all packed into the 60s till the early 90s. You'll discover some of your favorite RnR classics like 'Sloop John B' by Beach Boys or 'I'll be Your Mirror' by The Velvet Underground were often created from a soup of drugs, obsession, zeal, and miserly contemplation.
Regardless, I still appreciate Kent's role as a tell-it-as-it-is interviewer. Great stuff! -
This was a re-read of one of my favourite anthologies of music journalism, exploring the seamier side of the scenes. The chapter on Syd Barrett is a beautiful and honest melancholy tribute. My favourite is the chapter on Miles Davis, "Lightening up with the Prince of Darkness". This contains the genius observation that the logic of Miles' position in any exchange is based on the premise that "he is Miles Davis and you are not". Never have I known such a brilliant summary of the formidable nature of the man.
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Nick Kent isn't quite the UK's Lester Bangs, but these lurid, scaborous, hilarious, and highly opinionated profiles are unerringly insightful. A fine interviewer and prose stylist, Kent's pieces on Brian Wilson, New York Dolls, Rolling Stones, Iggy Pop, Elvis Costello, The Smiths, and Sid Vicious capture their subjects at their moment of incandescent glory and then track the often messy aftermath.
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The different sections were written wonderfully and gave you this insight on rock music history that are almost extremely expected but still seem worse when he describes it. It was the perfect read for people who enjoy rock music from the 60s to late 90s. I'm glad I happened to just pick this book up.
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Rock Journalism from someone who seemed to always be an insider, but wrote about it all ,for us to read.
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Worth it for the Beach Boys chapter alone.
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Great stuff, Kent rules. The chapter on Brian Wilson alone is worth the book, and the rest is filled with mostly astute insights on other great rock n rollers.
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Do today’s pop stars act like the goons Nick Kent profiles? I hope so, and that there’s someone there to capture the absurdity. These studies in excess mostly focus on the drug and drink side, but there are a few who are as driven to create. Most are obsessed, though a couple just stupid. All the pieces, however, are entertaining.
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"That's the trick, of course: to 'destroy' yourself but somehow 'redeem' yourself artistically in the process and become stronger and wiser as a result. It's a fool's dream but it won't stop younger minds from being seduced that path again and again."
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The dark stuff, selected writings on rock music with a foreword by Iggy Pop van van voormalig NME rockjournalist Nick Kent.
Eerst uit in 1994 maar ik las de derde met nieuwe essays/minibiografieën/interviews uitgebreide editie van 2007.
En dat begint nogal indrukwekkend met het levensverhaal van Beach Boys genie/zot Brian Wilson.
Maar na een aantal verhalen begin je het zowat gezien te hebben, of het nu over Jerry Lee Lewis, Brian Jones, Roky Erickson of Syd Barrett gaat: dezelfde monsterachtige ego's en karakters, dezelfde drugsverslavingen, dezelfde onuitstaanbare miserabele zakken.
The dark stuff indeed.
Het is dan ook een verademing de verhalen te lezen over Roy Orbison, Neil Young of de oudere Igyy Pop: er lopen ook nog wijze heren tussen.
Is ook onvermijdelijk gefilterd en gekleurd door zijn schrijver en (volgens mij) evengoed egotripper Nick Kent.
Maar goed.
U you like rock?
Dan is dit boek verplichte kost. Zeker weten. -
3.5 stars.
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A mixed bag. One of the significant limitations is that people who spend most of their life heavily under the influence of drink or drugs are, for the most part, very *boring*. And an awful lot of these pieces are essentially stories of Kent spending time with rock stars who spend much of their time intoxicated and going on about either how brilliant they are, or how others have unfairly sabotaged their careers and lives. And an awful lot of the people featured in this book come across as really quite nasty people - most obviously the 'Exploding Idiot' Sid Vicious, but I couldn't help reading strange echoes of one Donald Trump in Jerry Lee Lewis' constant self-aggrandising statements, for example.
The best sections are those about the more interesting characters - the ones of whom there is more to say than simply that they became very successful, took a lot of drugs and ended up in rehab (or in the case of Sly Stone, at least at the time the book was written, who simply carried on exactly as they were into middle age. Whether he's still free-basing cocaine at nearly 80 I don't know...) The interviews with Brian Wilson are amongst the best in the book because Kent is genuinely interested in the music he makes. The long article - effectively an extented discography with critical notes - on Neil Young encouraged me to go back and listen to bits of his back catalogue that I'd ignored up to now. There's a reason people don't for the most part celebrate his 80s output, but on the other hand, Sleeps With Angels, which I'd never listened to before now, sits well alongside the best of his 70s output.
Of the articles about bands on tour doing lots of drugs, probably the most interesting is the one on Kent's experience with the Rolling Stones on tour in the 1970s. In contrast with, say his descriptions of the members of Guns n Roses at the height of their stardom in the late 80s, or drinking sessions with Shane McGowan, he does manage to get under the skin of how their sheer success had somehow blunted them as a creative force - that they had everything that they could want, but it had seemed to leave them rather bored.
The book ends with a short article on self destructiveness and rock music. One thing he doesn't cover is what leads so many down the path of substance abuse - I wonder if it has to do with having to be on stage and perform night after night. Years ago, I remember a friend who had a 90s grunge-rock band that played a few local gigs and how he got completely off his face before he played in front of an audience for the first time because - all else aside - he was just terrified of being the centre of attention and could only do it after having consumed most of a bottle of vodka.
The result was, um, sketchy but kind of compelling to watch in a car-crash kind of way*. "What's the alternative? A long life full of moderate musos and bands like Belle and Sebastian." The thing is, I might rather read about what Stuart Murdoch has to say than most of the larger than life characters featured here.
*I've no idea what became of him. I think he went on tour as a session keyboard player with Hawkwind, or possibly Hawkwind's support act, for a while. We lost touch a few years after leaving school. At a school re-union some time back, nobody seemed to know. One said he was living in a monastery, while another thought that was nonsense and he was working as a psychiatric nurse. -
"It was real 'heart of darkness' music in the classic Kurtzian sense and a lot further down the river of no return, sonically speaking, than their debut." This is the kind of writing by Nick Kent, talking here about the Stooges' second album Fun House, that makes me enjoy this collection more than the previous collection of rock oriented essays I read by Lester Bangs. As much as he is music man, Kent is also a literary man, with writing that surpasses self-obsession that I felt tripped up Bangs work. But, of course, they are totally different writers. Bangs wrote of his thoughts on music, Kent interviews musicians. Much like Bangs collection, I jumped around here from artist to artist as they interested me. His subjects are wide ranging and include Syd Barrett, the New York Dolls, Lou Reed, Elvis Costello, the Smiths, Iggy Pop, Kurt Cobain and Prince. The essays were thoroughly conducted and entertaining, spanning the decades from 1974 to 1999. More often than not, this collection amalgamates various Kent interviews from various periods, so we get to hear Iggy Pop in his own words (for better or worse) both from his drug induced stupor of the 70s (which eventually sent him to a mental institution) to his relatively clean and sober period in the 90s. What keeps me from liking this collection as much as I would otherwise though is Kent's attitude toward his subjects. He is less than sympathetic toward rock n rollers proclivity to alcoholism, drug abuse, suicide and other forms of tragic deaths, particularly in his brief article about Cobain. Kent also suffers from what I feel many music writers suffer from. They don't want to write about musicians, they want to be musicians and as such there are many flippant passages of Kent expressing his unwavering coolness, or the lack of coolness of those he is interviewing. It is interesting to hear the artists in their own words, and we have Kent to thank for asking the questions, but is is however less interesting to hear what he has to say about it. If you're a fan of any of the artists mentioned, it is worth a shot.
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I ate up these dark, unedited versions of the rockers' lives. Well, let's clarify "rockers." The thing about Kent's book is that... Well, some weren't what I consider rock and rollers. To be clear, I'm 22 years old. Brian Wilson to me was a pioneer and one hell of an interesting story, but the Beach Boys? I was expecting those crazy stories we all hear about Led Zeppelin, etc. However, the book is worth the read for more than a few stories (Rolling Stones, The Smiths, Brian Wilson, Miles Davis, Kurt Cobain) and got me listening to some of those bands again (well, not the Sex Pistols that's for sure) as well as clarifying exactly who some of these "pioneers" (and/or fuck-ups that either wasted their talents on drugs and a strong case of the crazies) were (Syd Barrett of the Pink Floyd, Sid Vicious of the Sex Pistols, Iggy Pop, Axl Rose).
My rock history is officially expanded. And man, are there a lot of drugs. And boy were some of these dudes sad-sack, crazy dudes. Neil Young, you're one in a million. I know that now.
I would have liked more of a history and background on the various bands rather than just interviews. But this is a compilation of Kent's various interviews and writings, so it's to be expected. I suppose I'll have to pick up more in-depth biographies for that type of stuff. Any recommendations are much appreciated.
Two more things: Where the hell was Led Zeppelin? And what was that shit about Eminem and Prince... A little out of place, wouldn't you say? -
Of course I remember Nick Kent. In the sense that I remember all those self-declared musical savants of my youth: Paul Morley, Lester Bangs, Charles Shaar Murray, Paul du Noyer, Julie Burchill and of course Nick Kent. But I seldom remember which was which except Gary Bushell (because he was occasionally funny but more usually a complete tool) and Geoff Barton (because he alone championed my then-beloved heavy metal and wrote the highly misleading sleeve notes to my first Deep Purple album, which destroyed his credibility forever the moment I found out).
And what I realise now about Nick Kent is that he's not that good a writer. Not terrible, but largely unremarkable. As a young journalist he sat at the knee of the genius Lester Bangs, but all he seems to have learned was how to write at great length. These stories are almost novella-length, as if they're pitches for full-length biographies. They're padded out with lengthy quotes but devoid of sparkling writing, apart from the occasional flourish. The word that springs to mind is 'workmanlike'. We have long narratives but little insight or poetic imagery to bring the music to life; nor much sympathy for the subjects under discussion.
So these tales are moderately interesting if you care about the subjects, but since this a book about the 'dark side' we have too many transcripts of interviews with incoherent, spaced-out washouts (notably Lou Reed and a genuinely disturbed Roky Erickson). He wants to tell stories, but he never shows much enthusiasm for his subject, which makes the exercise generally disappointing. -
Insightful glimpse into the world of music creators -- from Johnny Cash to Sid Vicious. The chapter on Brian Wilson and the Beach Boys is worth the price of the book.
Kent has a gonzo writing style which he carries off well.
"the bulbous boom that is Barry White was serenading various species of pond-life"
"If his talent as a composer was simply non-existent, his lack of success as a father was to prove rather more significant. Put simply, the man was a sadist and what he practiced on his three sons was child abuse of the most vicious kind." (writing about Brian Wilson's father)
"they beat out this muddy, brutal, ecstatic music that grabbed anyone in its path roughly by the scruff of the neck and hurled them headlong into the very wilderness of the senses that lies stretched out just beyond man's deepest primordial fears." (on Iggy and the Stooges)
"they played a strange disjointed music that mostly consisted of creepy, moodily-paced verses .. that suddenly exploded into barbaric, bludgeoning choruses full of homicidal guitar riffs and bombastic drumming that sound like the sonic equivalent of a bunch of sadistic thugs gleefully beating some hapless victim to death in a back alley." (on groups like Korn and Limp Bizkit) -
Although Iggy Pop's introduction states that Kent 'has a side to his history as sordid and generally unsavoury ... as anyone described in this book', I struggled slightly with the tone used across the chapters. Kent never felt particularly sympathetic to his subjects, seeming to revel a bit too much in their struggles and shortcomings. I suppose that's the nature of a book like this, though - a book about self-destructive artists is inherently going to be somewhat exploitative of other people's suffering.
That said, Kent is a great writer and tells these stories well, even drawing me into certain chapters that I didn't think I was interested in at all. It does want for a better editor - there were many typos and grammatical errors. Additionally, like many albums, the book is somewhat front-loaded and I felt my attention wavering towards the end, but I suppose that's subjective based on which of the artists you're most interested in. Overall, this book is a great collection of music writing, containing many interesting anecdotes unlikely to be found elsewhere, and serves as a good jumping-off point for further reading and research. I enjoyed it and can see myself referring back to certain chapters in the future. -
Nick Kent, as well as being one of the legendary UK music journalists, is also something of a rock'n'roll insider (former lover of Chrissie Hynde; performer on one of the great, lost post-punk singles, "My Flamingo" by The Subterraneans), as well as having a well-documented history with illegal substances. It comes as no surprise, then, that this book, a collection of features and revisited interviews, largely focuses on the damage wrought by drug use.
Beginning with a novella-length account of the nightmarish history of the Beach Boys, Kent provides us with detailed impressions of several troubled geniuses (Miles Davis, Syd Barrett, Kurt Cobain, Sly Stone), as well as measured takes on the lives of less self-destructive heroes (Morrissey, Neil Young, Elvis Costello).
Naturally, several luminaries come across as thoroughly unpleasant (Brian Jones, Jerry Lee Lewis, Phil Spector); and even Kent's elegantly workmanlike writing can't make someone like Izzy Stradlin appear interesting.
There are some ripe descriptions and clever insights here, but "The Dark Stuff" is best avoided if you wants to keep your illusions intact. -
A fascinating collection of articles by rock journalist Nick Kent, who spent much time interviewing and hanging out with the baddest, the saddest and ugliest characters in the rock scene. There are more misfits and brooding cats here than you can shake a drumstick at. The netherworld of rock 'n' roll is portrayed in all its glorious decadence. Petty ego-trips, insane drug intake, infantile bickering, and sad musings; all this is what made, makes, and will continue to make rock music the magnificent beast it is.
While some of the articles really don't fit into the overall theme of this collection, the ones that share the common thread of maladjustment and misery are something to behold. The article on Roy Orbison was especially poignant. Here's a man who had more than his share of suffering in life, but carried himself with such grace and calm, that it makes everyone else in the book seem like a bunch of little brats.
But then, we need our brats too. Rock 'n' roll is a restless animal that should never be tamed. -
This book is a collection of chapters (or essays) on musicians with a dark side whether its drugs, aggression or a grandiose sense of self worth. Regardless of being a fan or not of the various subjects I found this utterly compelling and informative. Artists I know well (e.g. Brian Wilson or Mick Jagger) are shown to be just as you might imagine in their prime whereas the chapters on artists I have read less about (e.g. Jerry Lee Lewis or Roky Erikson) serve as tasters to the madness of their characters and encourage further investigation.
I have read a great amount of music biographies & publications and Nick Kent's journalism is some of the best writing I have ever had the joy to read. Fantastic; a must read for lovers of sex, drugs and rock n roll (or at the very least those who enjoy witnessing excessive behaviour from a distance!) -
A wonderful, diverse collection of interviews compiled from Nick Kent's long career.
There truly should be something for every music fan in here, or else you're not really a music fan!
Given Kent's history he's the perfect foil for tales of excess and depravity, and he pulls few punches. I even sensed that he's not overly fond of Sid Vicious!
The writing is good, even better when you realise that some sections have been pulled together from a few different interviews over the years.
I learnt a lot about some artists I hadn't previously given much time to and may be investing in a wider selection of music too.
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Enjoyed this - Kent allows the artists to speak for themselves in many cases, holding up an effective mirror on some of their neuroses and narcissism. I particularly enjoyed the Iggy Pop in Miami chapter, which painted such a vivid picture. Some of the articles, such as the Kurt Cobain one, were rather coloured by the author’s personal judgement/preferences. He had quite a superior tone and clearly wasn’t impressed by the punk/grunge ethos or genre. The Neil Young article was way too long in my view which reflects that these writings were only spanning the period up to 1993. I think this book might be a recent reissue but it would be worth an update if he continued writing after that point. Overall it had a slightly dated feel but good for research into 70s-early 90s alternative music.
