Dreadnaught: King of Afropunk

by D. H. Peligro, William Knoedelseder (Introduction)

Overview

A no-holds-barred memoir of legendary Dead Kennedys and Red Hot Chili Peppers drummer D.H. Peligro, Dreadnaught chronicles Peligro from his pre-DK years growing up in a deprived St. Louis ghetto to San Francisco with Jello Biafra, East Bay Ray, and Klaus Flouride—from Los Angeles with the Chili Peppers through years of drug and alcohol abuse all over the world amidst a backdrop of some clearly defining periods of late twentieth century music history.

Product Details

ISBN-13:	9781940207209
Publisher:	Rare Bird Books, A Barnacle Book
Publication date:	08/26/2013
Sold by:	Barnes & Noble
Format:	eBook
Pages:	280
File size:	743 KB

About the Author

D. H. Peligro is the longtime and current drummer for legendary San Francisco punk band Dead Kennedys. In 1988, he joined the Red Hot Chili Peppers, replacing Jack Irons, before being fired for drug and alcohol issues. He has released three albums with his band Peligro: Peligro (released in 1995 on Jello Biafra’s Alternative Tentacles record label); Welcome to America; and Sum of Our Surroundings, which wone Rock Album of the Year at the 2004 Ameican Independent Music Awards. He also recently recorded a cover of Jimi Hendrix’s “Purple Haze,” which was nominated for a Grammy Award. He lives in Los Angeles.

William Knoedelseder spent 12 years as a reporter at the Los Angeles Times, where his groundbreaking coverage of the recording industry for the newspaper's financial section resulted in the critically acclaimed book Stiffed: A True Story of MCA, the Music Business, and the Mafia.

What People are Saying About This

From the Publisher

"Peligro would get lots of shit from his black friends for liking White people's music—but White people did not want him in their bands. Punk was a great outlet for him. I first saw him in a lost band, SSI—a drummer with a shit-eating grin who could sing like Little Richard." —Jello Biafra

Editorial Reviews

"Peligro would get lots of shit from his black friends for liking White people's music—but White people did not want him in their bands. Punk was a great outlet for him. I first saw him in a lost band, SSI—a drummer with a shit-eating grin who could sing like Little Richard." —Jello Biafra

“Peligro’s story is one of those that falls into that weird netherworld that falls between funny and terrifying, where the matter-of-factness of the author blunts the jaw-dropping content of his tale.” — Johnny Angel Wendell

From the Publisher