This Is Gonna Hurt: Music, Photography and Life Through the Distorted Lens of Nikki Sixx

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This Is Gonna Hurt: Music, Photography, and Life Through the Distorted Lens of Nikki Sixx is part photo, part journal—but all Nikki Sixx. It is a collection of compelling photography and stories that capture the rage, love, optimism, darkness, and determination that shape his work. Combining the raw authenticity that defined his New York Times bestseller, The Heroin Diaries, with a photographic journey, This Is Gonna Hurt chronicles Sixx's experiences—from his early years filled with toxic waste, to his success ...

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This Is Gonna Hurt: Music, Photography, and Life Through the Distorted Lens of Nikki Sixx is part photo, part journal—but all Nikki Sixx. It is a collection of compelling photography and stories that capture the rage, love, optimism, darkness, and determination that shape his work. Combining the raw authenticity that defined his New York Times bestseller, The Heroin Diaries, with a photographic journey, This Is Gonna Hurt chronicles Sixx's experiences—from his early years filled with toxic waste, to his success with Mötley Crüe, to his overdose and eventual rebirth through music, photography, and love.

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"Photo sessions for me are like injections of life. I pace back and back forth impatiently, like a man with a machine gun, and trust me when I say I have an itchy trigger finger.....Sucking up my ego and picking up my cameras, I was off to the crack district. It took 10 minutes to get there from our five-star hotel and three hours to get Kimo to allow me to enter the most dangerous alley in Vancouver.... "I had once rented a whole brothel in Thailand just to make some photographs." Nikki Sixx's This Is Gonna Hurt is part pictorial, part journal, and, in every way, a testament to the dark side sensitivity of the legendary Mötley Crüe bassist. Raw, powerful, and strangely piercing.

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"If you don't deal with your demons, they will deal with you, and it's gonna hurt," says Mötley Crüe's Sixx, author of the New York Times best-selling The Heroin Diaries. Here Sixx reflects on his postaddiction commitment to music, photography, and family. The 150,000-copy first printing says it all.
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  • ISBN-13: 9780062061881
  • Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
  • Publication date: 2/12/2013
  • Pages: 224
  • Sales rank: 124,253
  • Product dimensions: 8.00 (w) x 10.00 (h) x 0.55 (d)

Meet the Author

Nikki Sixx

Born Frank Feranna, Nikki Sixx grew up in Seattle and moved to Los Angeles at the age of seventeen. There, in 1981, he became the bassist for Mötley Crüe, the legendary rock band he started with Vince Neil, Mick Mars, and Tommy Lee. Today he is the New York Times bestselling author of The Heroin Diaries and This Is Gonna Hurt, and a coauthor of the Mötley Crüe book, The Dirt. Nikki Sixx is also a nationally syndicated radio host of Sixx Sense, writer, artist, photographer, and still loyal member of the Crüe.

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This Is Gonna Hurt


By Nikki Sixx

HarperCollins Publishers

Copyright © 2011 Nikki Sixx
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-0-06-206187-4


Excerpt

CHAPTER 1

Why I Invited You Here Look Thru My Cracked Viewfinder

Life's Not Always Beautiful Ghosts Inside Me This Is War

One Man, Two Bands Killer's Instinct Help Is On The Way

Tale Of The Siamese Twins And The Black Rose Tattoo

Rock N Roll Will Be The Death Of Me The End, Unless It's The Beginning

I look through my cracked viewfinder.

This all started innocently enough ...

It was a crisp spring morning in 1989. I was newly sober and looking for something to replace the drugs that had been running through my bloodstream for years, and for some odd reason decided to go into a camera store. It was a simple little Canon 35 mm SLR and a couple of lenses that started an adventure that will probably plague me forever, like music.

(Well, okay, to be honest, it wasn't really the beginning of me shooting pictures: I had been snapping Polaroids of the band and our life on the road for years. But that's a different book.)

I believe my photography addiction somehow ties into the fact that I've always had an eye for the oddities in life. Even as a kid I saw the world in my own way and thought most things that were different were beautiful and magical. Even things that other people thought were horrifying and disgusting and weird.

I'm six or seven years old, walking down a street in L.A. with my mother. We pass by an amputee. I gaze at her, transfixed.

"Don't stare," my mother says.

"Why not?" I say. "She's beautiful."

A couple months ago I'm sitting on a plane next to Tommy Lee. I'm on my laptop, going through some of the photographs I've created. He asks to see. He clicks through a bunch, then stops and stares at one showing an obese woman standing on a pedestal, mouth open wide in a scream, spewing some kind of clear liquid.

"You know, Sixx," he finally says, "you are one of the most seriously fucked-up people I've ever met," and he laughs, and I laugh, too, but I'm thinking, Man, thirty years together and he still doesn't get me. When I see the mainstream marketing imagery of beauty and love, I see a lie. Some people look at a rose and see romance and love. I see thorns and droplets of blood and heartbreak. I see the struggle to survive and connect and find a happy ending.

I remember as a kid looking through old photography books about sideshows and circus performers and wondering why people thought them so odd. Did people think they don't have feelings because they're missing limbs? They can't love because their bodies are misshapen? They can't be beautiful because they don't conform to our stereotype of beauty?

Maybe we're the ones who are ugly.

Whilst walking in downtown Los Angeles one day, a homeless man asked me for a helping hand. I think the fact that he had no hands played to the side of me that finds such irony poetic. I told him I had a few dollars to spare if he had a few moments for me in exchange. We sat together, not much different in our stories, but worlds apart in our realities. At one point he asked me why I was sitting there talking to him. After all, most people just look away at the sight of someone in his shoes, or lack thereof. I told him, as I tell you now, I didn't know why. I do what my heart tells me to do and often I don't understand, but I do know this: that day was one of the last times I was without my camera. The man's image haunts me still. Not in sorrow, but because he, too, is a survivor, and he felt blessed to be alive, even on the hard, cold, streets of downtown L.A. Not capturing that moment was a great lesson in being a photographer.

Life is full of so many false starts and abrupt finishes and unexpected detours. Just when you think you have it all figured out, something new comes along and rips the rug out from under you. I cherish this about my existence. People come up to me and ask, "Nikki, how can you be in one of the world's biggest rock bands, have a side band with a hit album, have a clothing line, be a successful author, have your own radio show, be a father of four, and on top of that still have such cool-ass hair?" I say, "Wait, what about my photography?"

By now, I can't imagine not taking pictures whenever the moment moves me — from the first rays of morning light bouncing off the windowsill to the laughter roaring out of a wild man standing on the corner of the freeway, begging for change. Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, they say, and I say they're right. I also say you see what you want to see, so I keep my eyes wide open at all times.

I sometimes feel like a robot, scanning the planet for information. The conversation I have with a fan in an airport, DOWNLOADED into my brain. The kid who runs in front of my car chasing a ball, making me stop on a dime, DOWNLOADED. The woman at the gas station driving a Rolls-Royce and yelling at the attendant that he didn't properly clean her windshield, DOWNLOADED. As an artist, I take it all in knowing it will somehow be regurgitated later, maybe as a lyric, or a chapter in a book, or a photograph.

When I see something, I grab whatever's handy and start clicking — my iPhone, my Holga or Diana toy cameras, my little Canon point-and-shoot, my homemade pinhole wooden camera, or the big Nikon D3, or my new friend, a Gilles-Faller wet-plate camera from 1890. All just different ways to collect what falls beneath my gaze.

I think the photographer who turns up his nose at a low-res cell phone camera has lost what he fell in love with in the first place: capturing that magical moment. Taking a picture is just telling a story. You know, like the blink of an eye, a flash, then it's gone. I know that for me, the magic is in the moment. I live for the mystery of that. I learned this somewhere along the way. I hear it in AA meetings often: one day at a time. I even hear one minute at a time.

I forget this sometimes, and when I do I start to feel out of sync with life. I think photography realigns me with the moment.

I don't have a favorite style of photography. I love the same greats that every fan does, like Joel-Peter Witkin and Diane Arbus. But there are so many others. I recently found a wonderful book when I was in London, titled Le Temple Aux Miroirs by the French photographer Irina Ionesco. She turned the world on its head in the 1970s when she took photos featuring her underage daughter in tantalizing positions, a pre-sexual kitten mixed with bordello queen. Raw and beautiful in the lighting and rich in texture thanks to the darkroom work, it is brilliant. But it is also her own young daughter, nude for all the world to see. It makes me think, as an artist and a parent. One side of my brain is inspired, one side repulsed.

Old cameras capturing odd people with ancient souls, sitting on antique books and furniture, sometimes shot in abandoned places, or sets made to look suitably destroyed and decayed ... everything and everybody here on this polluted blue marble is destined to leave a mark, and this is one of mine. I will leave it to the history books to decide whether it's good or bad. If it's up to the critics, well, put it like this: word on the street is there ain't no Grammy in my future. I ruffled way too many feathers in the old boys' network for that to happen. I hope to follow suit in photography.

Photo sessions for me are like injections of life. I pace back and forth impatiently, like a man with a machine gun, and trust me when I say I have an itchy trigger finger. Once I get the picture, I "get the talent out," as the expression goes, meaning I send the models away. This is the moment when the magic comes to life. It's like capturing a soul. Going through the photos frame by frame, cursing the focus of this one, amazed at the perfection of that one.

Then it's all about the processing of the images, the dodging and burning, and if there is any juice left in your engine (or time on the clock) maybe a print or two to hold in your hands. I almost always take an image home with me at the end of a shoot, like a cannibal takes a head. A trophy, I guess.

My favorite sessions are with the old, decrepit, deranged, and uniquely beautiful. The once living or now on the verge of dying. Maybe we're just stopping time until we graduate to the next level (some call it heaven). No matter how they look, I say they are pretty things. After all, if they can make you feel, they must be special. There is a sensation to something that has been around for a long time, a kind of energy that I get from it. The older we are, the better we become. Just look at Keith Richards. (I am not far behind.)

I search high and low to find people who move me emotionally to photograph. Some come to me through friends of friends, casting directors or other photographers, but it isn't easy. I have tried my hardest to get into places most people run from. Shooting galleries are almost impossible to penetrate, and mental institutions have so much red tape you'd think they were sacred. Whorehouses aren't easy to get into when you're lugging a camera, but I have gotten into a few.

For me, it's love of personal contact that pushes my creativity. That's why I love shooting on the street. Whether it was in Cambodia, Thailand, Australia, or someplace else, finding people who have fallen on the hardest of times, those who seem forgotten, has provided me with my happiest times as a photographer. They need to have their beauty acknowledged by capturing the image.

I always take my cameras with me on tour. Photography takes me away from the normal routine (and boredom) of airport-limo-hotel-venue. Sometimes it takes me far, far away.

In Vancouver, I was talking to the concierge at the hotel where Mötley Crüe was staying. You're supposed to ask the concierge when you're searching for the nearest great restaurant or local hot spot.

Somehow I always feel like an alien because I never want to know about the nightlife (at least not that kind). But I knew that some questions are better whispered than announced to the whole lobby.

I looked down at her name tag and asked the question under my breath — way under my breath, so far under my breath I may have seemed like a crazy person miming. I said, "Julie, I'm trying to find the most drug-infested part of town."

She said, "Of course, sir, I'll get my manager to help you."

The next name tag in front of me belonged to Karl. "May I help you, sir?" he asked. By the way he blurted it out, I could tell Julie hadn't filled him in on my request. I repeated it, at which point Karl took me aside and asked a few questions, mostly to cover the hotel's ass, I think. When you look like I do and ask where the crack houses are, people might assume incorrectly about what you're after. Once I explained, he said he had a few friends who are photographers and so he knew the perfect place, but first I needed to understand how dangerous it was. Imagine my smile when I got what I asked for.

Jumping into a van with a bag of cameras and six hundred Canadian dollars in my pocket was my idea of a perfect day off from the crazy traveling circus. Running up behind me came my 350-pound (and equally bighearted) security guard, Kimo. I told him he had to stay at the hotel because he would scare people away. We had a heated argument, during which the tour manager and then actual managers were called. Finally, to save time, I just caved in. We all agreed that Kimo could come — as long as he stayed far enough away so nobody would notice him, but close enough to save me if necessary. Frustrating sometimes to be thought of as a commodity.

Sucking up my ego and picking up my cameras, I was off to the crack district. It took ten minutes to get there from our five-star hotel, and three hours to get Kimo to allow me to enter the most dangerous alley in Vancouver. It wasn't unlike a million other alleys I've seen except it looked bottomless. I couldn't even tell if it was a dead end or not. Brick buildings lined it, old banks and government offices, now abandoned. This isn't prime real estate unless you're a junkie.

I sat alone at the mouth of that alley for over an hour until one guy came up and asked what I wanted. I told him I wanted to take pictures. I wanted to be a fly on the wall, so to speak. I told him I was an ex-addict and maybe some of these pictures would help other people who were thinking about doing drugs.

His response was simple: "How much?"

Now, being one to bait the hook with the fattest worm, I gave him fifty dollars and he took off to tell the others that I had money and was one of them. Before long I was twenty feet into the alley and a hundred dollars lighter. I saw Kimo pacing back and forth as I handed out cash and disappeared deeper and deeper until finally I was out of his sight altogether. At last.
(Continues...)


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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 25, 2011

    Love this book

    Nikki Sixx is a genius

    4 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted June 14, 2011

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    Fail.

    The photography is something I've seen done before in my high school A.P Art class. It isn't that hard and honestly the editing can all be done on a mac osx without photoshop. He hasn't been doing photography devoted most of his life like he claims. I can't believe that... Not when I saw more shocking images in my College and high school classes. My opinion is he picked up photography after seeing Kat do it and he was inspired by her. (nothing wrong with that) but he has not been doing this for more than 3 years at my guess. The photos are too elemantary and I'm shocked no one else is pointing this out.

    I do like the style and direction he is heading in with his work though.
    Just a little early to be throwing a art book out there.


    His Stories are so out right ego boosting and self rightous. Half of them sound like made up stories. I laughed to myself with some of the things he wrote... Honestly, people belive some of this stuff?

    I do like his writing style, because he managed to get me to read the whole book. so kudos to him.

    The layout looks like it was made on INDesign software; which is what most companies use...but, it looks like he was the one behind the computer laying it out. The font is hard to read in some places due to poor background color pick out; and other novance mistakes.

    all this said. I wasn't amused.. this is obvious. ha!

    -but he got published so who am I to judge. haha

    4 out of 12 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 19, 2011

    Great read!

    Give a breath of fresh air and incite to your reading!

    3 out of 3 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 12, 2011

    another great book by such a great author

    Again Nikki doesn't fail his fans. This memoir is great as a way into to his mind to what he believes his purpose in life is. Nikki's way of writing is great for those who like blunt, honest, and straight to the point stories.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 29, 2011

    life-changing & eye-opening

    If you've ever hurt, if you've ever suffered depression, felt left out, pushed aside, or felt ugly and unaccepted.... read THIS book.
    Nikki Sixx rips away the ideology of conventional "beauty" and blows away the mass-marketed images we were all drugged into believing all this time. See the world as never before... see it with your HEART instead of your eyes.
    After reading this book, you will never look at things the same way again. I am grateful for all it has taught me about life and about myself.
    5-Star emotion carnival!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 22, 2012

    A must read

    This and his outher book saved me form my depession and my slaf. It canges the way you look at life.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 12, 2012

    Beauty is in everything

    Nikkie sixx once again tought me to look around me... to not just pass by something... i could not put this book down!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 13, 2012

    Maddog

    Wow. This book is amazing. I love how Nikki is so honest and so inspiring. Once I read this I became so motivated to do what I love. If your looking for inspiration read this book!!!!!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 2, 2011

    Great follow up to 'the heroine diaries'!

    Nikki's sometimes brutal honesty is what makes this a great read for true fans of rock n roll. I highly recommend this book. I can easily say that the writing puts other rock star memoirs to shame and his photography and its message is truly inspiring. Can't wait for his next book!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 25, 2011

    Excellent Book!

    This is a book you won't put down. Nikki Sixx writes from the heart and captures it in his photography. His journal entry after breaking up with Kat and sitting at Funny Farm is the closest thing I've ever read to capturing that pain.

    There are many emotions you will feel while reading this book, the big one I took away was inspiration. People get so wrapped up in life that they lose focus on what's important and what SHOULD make them happy.

    Wonderful work Nikki, spectacular writing and exceptional Photography. Looking forward to more photos!

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 21, 2011

    Hghly recommend!!!

    This book is so good I am reading it again. Nikki Sixx has some very great insights. He makes you want to look for the beauty in things you would normally overlook or pass off. He has defiantly moved and inspired me.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 8, 2011

    HIGHLY RECOMMEND!!

    I have been a Motley Crue fan since I was 12 years old and while all my friends loved the front man or the drummer or the amazing guitarist I said "what about Nikki? He seems to have something he's not telling." And go figure.... I was right. He is amazing on the inside and out. This book is the most anticipated thing since my wedding and the birth of my children.
    What an amazing time to put it put there when we have have kids dying because others don't want to understand them, as well as the younger generation being roped in by all the press to be prettier, or sexier, or have a more defined shape. Beauty is on the inside!! Look deeper people, this book and album will not only allow you to, but force you to, if your not scared and read it through.
    I can't wait to read it all. (tears while I write)
    Good Luck to you in your future,
    Jamie

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 20, 2013

    Kya

    She dosent know who u r though

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 23, 2013

    Frank

    Which kya is real

    0 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 13, 2013

    Kya

    I fpund her....ally

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  • Posted March 6, 2012

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    Another excellent book by Nikki Sixx. His photography collection

    Another excellent book by Nikki Sixx. His photography collection is amazing. It is wicked to look at beauty through his eyes. Really makes you stop and appreciate.

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  • Posted June 21, 2011

    Ok

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  • Posted May 14, 2011

    Love it

    I completely appreciate Nikki's honesty. This is a beautiful and personal book.

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  • Posted May 2, 2011

    Incredible!

    Not as good as Heroin Diaries but still an incredible story from Nikki Sixx, with beautiful photographs!

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  • Posted April 20, 2011

    Brad

    Great Book liked it a lot. You will like this book

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