I recently finished Keith Richards’ autobiography and it reminded me of a book I read a few years ago on Anthony Kiedis’ life. As a reminder, Anthony Kiedis is the singer of the great Red Hot Chili Peppers and this book had been done in the same way as the Keith’s one, i.e. a guy talks about his life and a journalist makes it readable.
Keith’s book has been very heavily promoted and lots of articles have been written everywhere and as always people tend to focus on the details and not on the grand scheme of things. So, yes, he says that Mick J. has a small willie; yes, he says he smoke his father’s ashes, blah, blah, blah… But one reading this book will enter the world of a guy fondly in love with music and all their forms (rock, blues, soul,…), amazingly human (great pages about friendship) and very honest and touching on his junkie years. This is a fascinating reading coming from a major musician who has a memory the size of an elephant and one understands better the alchemy within the Rolling Stones. And for our French amigos, please read it in English as you will feel that Keith is talking directly to you. (8.5/10)
Anthony’s book had been of my first great “rock readings” if such a genre exists. Here you will find a very sensitive personality, deeply in love with music and so human as well. I recommend it even to people not particularly interested in music or the Chilis, if such people really do exist… His junkie years are probably even more explicit that those described by Keith and this is sometimes very difficult to read them on a row. Great description too of life in California in the 80’s and 90’s. (8.5/10)