Library Journal, A Best Book of the Year
"As a coming-of-age memoir, Bang Bang Crash isn’t your typical Behind the Music episode. No sex or drugs, nor detailed accounts of drama with the record label or management. Instead, it’s a more thoughtful rendering of how a kid achieves his dream—so fast and so young, with his high school band—and then discovers that this particular dream isn’t the right fit for him." —Don McLeese, Little Village Magazine
"Charming . . . A nostalgia-rich ode to optimism . . . The joyous read reminds us that when art, whether song or story, leaves its maker's hands, it becomes something bigger, something that belongs to every fan." —CJ Lotz, Garden & Gun
"This poignant memoir will not only be loved by music fans but will also likely appeal to readers who want to go on a journey of love, ambivalence, and acceptance." —Library Journal (starred review)
"A stylish portrait of a life in search of a deeper rhythm." —Henry L. Carrigan Jr., BookPage
"This memoir, crafted in beautiful, vivid prose, explores a life devoted to art, and an artist with many facets and branches to his talent. Music fans will adore the behind-the-scenes look at a drummer’s life, but anyone who has ever radically changed course will find connection in Brown’s words." —Booklist
"Amiable . . . A well-written rock memoir that evades the usual clichés . . . Both former and aspiring rockers will find plenty to reflect on in Brown’s reminiscences." —Kirkus Reviews
"'What happens when you discover that you’re a grown man, living out the dreams of a boy?' Nic Brown asks a good question—particularly if you're a drummer. Some can't or won't wake up from those dreams, but Brown found a new one. Through ill-fated and yet redemptive forays into everything from rapping to tennis, our hero narrates the birth, by turns amusing and a little heartbreaking, of an inspiring second act of a very American life." ––Michael Azerrad, author of Come as You Are: The Story of Nirvana and Our Band Could Be Your Life
"Bang Bang Crash is irresistible, a sly memoir that comes on like a great pop song—catchy, fast paced, witty—only to deepen into a meditation on creativity and the search for meaning. Music fans will, of course, devour the book. Anyone who has struggled to find their way as an artist will discover something deeper in Nic Brown’s wise, compassionate voice: a true companion." ––Steve Almond, author of Rock & Roll Will Save Your Life
"There’s Jean-Paul Sartre’s Being and Nothingness, and then there’s Nic Brown’s Bang Bang Crash. I’ve never read a more satisfactory memoir that concerned what-should’ve-been and what-should be. This is a journey that we all take, whether we like it or not. I loved this story completely, and although I might say I wish I’d taken it, I’m glad I didn’t. What a great memoir, the best I’ve read in years." ––George Singleton, You Want More: Selected Stories
"Most rock memoirs are about excess. But Nic Brown's Bang Bang Crash is about ambivalence: it asks, What happens if you get everything you ever wanted, and discover that you should have wanted something else? What should you do next? Well, in Nic Brown's case, he put down his drumsticks and wrote this charming, funny, rueful, wise book about the rock and roll life, and the life after the rock and roll life. An essential addition to the long, ongoing American story of second chances, second acts." ––Brock Clarke, author of Who Are You, Calvin Bledsoe?
★ 01/01/2023
Novelist Brown (In Every Way) used to be a drummer, which he often doesn't want people to know. He deftly brings readers along on a journey of self-discovery and acceptance in his raw and melodic memoir that introduces readers to a young boy passionate for drumming and the man who loses that passion. In the mid-1990s, fresh out of high school, Brown played drums in a rock 'n' roll band that was signed to a major label. He toured the country, appeared on television, and had a hit song. But he was not sure it was the path he wanted to be on. Realizing he wanted to become a writer, he quit music, went to college, attended the Iowa Writers' Workshop, and now has a successful career as a writer and creative-writing professor. Told with brilliant writing, this story is filled with introspection and both laugh-out-loud and cringeworthy moments. VERDICT This poignant memoir will not only be loved by music fans but will also likely appeal to readers who want to go on a journey of love, ambivalence, and acceptance.—Rebekah J. Buchanan
2023-01-06
Amiable memoir by a rock drummer–turned-writer.
“I never play the drums anymore, but they never cease playing me,” writes Brown, who found elementary school fame by slapping knees and desk in a creditable version of Ringo Starr’s drumming on “The End.” Ask the author about his career in rock, though, and he’s likely to demur—in large measure, he writes, because you wouldn’t have heard of the bands he played with despite the fact that they had a radio hit or two. Brown likens himself to a minor league ball player called up to the majors but never quite distinguishing himself: “I wasn’t one of the greats. I was just good enough.” An ardent music fan might be the judge of that, but Brown delivers a well-written rock memoir that evades the usual clichés. There’s not a lot of sex and drugs, for instance, but there’s plenty on how a nondysfunctional rhythm section works and how a drummer can get the yips as surely as can a golf pro. Egos, contracts, publishing rights, rolling along the interstate on a tour bus supporting the Foo Fighters—all figure in Brown’s pages. The author also tackles deeper issues, such as the racism that pervaded the music scene in the North Carolina city where he got his start and the musical differences that cleaved communities (“It’s just rock stuff,” he says apologetically to a jazz master). There are funny anecdotes along the way, as when Brown figures out a devastatingly difficult drum pattern before an audition only to discover that the band had actually used two drummers. The author also writes seriously without taking himself too much so, as when he recalls reaching a sideman’s apogee: “I’d made myself invisible.” Later passages of the book recount his friendship with mentor and writer Jim McPherson and how he developed his own writing chops while becoming a more appreciative consumer of music.
Both former and aspiring rockers will find plenty to reflect on in Brown’s reminiscences.