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Posted July 13, 2004
I've read dozens of musicians' biographies and this one falls into the same category as most autobiographies: mediocrity. J.R. downplays and skims over the negative and puts his positive spin on just about everything else in retrospect. Some of the stories were great, but most of the pages seemed to be devoted to kissing up to his family... kids, grandkids, in-laws and anybody he'd ever worked with. It would have been nice to actually learn about the creation of the music. After all, that's the reason we even bother to care.
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