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Posted May 1, 2012
That's right, no stars if it were possible.
I wish I could issue "minus" stars as part of this review. Upon finishing this book, I feel slightly used, like one of the many women who paraded through Doughty's life might possibly feel. There is nothing redeeming here. And, by that, I do not mean the story of reformation or admitting guilt or some such nonsense. I don't think Doughty does anything except recount his troubles, with family, with record labels, with band mates, etc. and try to impress us with his sexual exploits. What a wasted life, a better title, in my opinion. Additionally, there are always many sides to a story, and we see merely one viewpoint here. I'm not saying Doughty isn't talented, or wasn't bullied by people in the music industry, I just think a more balanced exploration might be better.
This book could be summarized into a single page: I got high. I had a bad relationship with my parents. I got high. I got drunk. I had sex with x,y and z women. I fought with bandmates. I was screwed over by labels. Oh, I got high, I got high, I got high. I rubbed elbows with a,b and c people. I got high. The end.
I, I, I. Terrible.
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