Never Have Your Dog Stuffed
Short, enjoyable but incomplete feeling autobiography from the well loved star of the MASH tv series
Category: Autobiography
breadhead?
White Bicycles
A memoir of Boyd’s involvement with music roughly covering the period from the late 50s to early 70s.
walk-in?
Kitchen Confidential
Anthony Bourdain, thanks in large part to this book, now spends a lot of his time travelling the world making TV shows about cookery. Back when he wrote this he was the executive chef at a successful brasserie in Manhattan specializing in ‘peasant-style’ French cooking.
What he does in this book is tell his life story in terms of how he fell in love with food, how he ended up becoming a cook, how he nearly threw it all away before getting his life in order. He also throws in a few interesting truths about how the catering industry works and what it takes to run a successful kitchen in terms of equipment and attitude.
Sadly this book really doesn’t stand up to a second reading, much of his attitude coming off as false, more of a schtick than his real personality. After all, he comes from a comfortable background, had every educational opportunity and any hardship he went through was largely down to his own sense of entitlement.
If you’ve never read it before, borrow yourself a copy and enjoy it for what it is.
winger?
Fargo Rock City
I’ve read this book before (entry missing due to db hacker)
Klosterman’s aim with this book was, to quote, ‘to show why all that poofy, sexist, shallow glam rock was important’. You know what? He totally failed
Klosterman is a talented writer with a witty personable voice that makes it feel like he’s talking to you one on one.
The major flaw with the book is that while he obviously loves his metal, he’s also deeply insecure about how unhip it is to like it.
Maybe it’s his position as a music critic (a profesion full of hipper-than-thou people) that’s made him so defensive, I don’t know. He spends too much time trying to defend the genre with regard to sexism etc., using incoherent, poorly thought out arguments when he should just acknowledge that it existed. Of course it existed. However, a lot of the point of metal for it’s creators and fans over the years has been that it pisses people off. That’s all he really needed to say.
The book works when it acts as a biography and talks about how the music soundtracked his life and he should have spent more time on that.
One point that continues to hack me off is his bizarre snobbery about 80’s underground music that appears in the epilogue. He gets all het up at the notion that you had to be a bit more adventurous to discover the stuff than metal. It’s just fucking true. These bands sold next to nothing, had minimal radio play and ended up meaning a bit too much to the people who loved them. Get over the fact that you liked popular music. Embrace the idea.
I’ve watched two documentaries about the history of metal and the metallica doc recently and this book doesn’t do it’s subject any justice compared even to those deeply flawed projects.
The book is frequently funny, it’s just that it’s frequently wrong-headed too. Go in expecting that and you will get the best out of it.
koma?
Margrave Of The Marshes
John Peel’s autobiography was posthumously completed by his Wife and children.
A fascinating, if scattershot, telling of Peel’s life up until shortly before he married his first wife and his radio career took off in the USA, is as much as he completed before his death of a heart attack in Peru in October 2004.
The rest of the book is related by his wife, Sheila (also known as Pig), and is a bittersweet reminiscence of her life with him and an honest telling of the obsessiveness that drove Peel in doing his job.
It made me miss Peel very much.
If you ever spent time listening to the man’s radio shows, you have to read this book.