Music Rant

Slash

Slash

For me, band autobiographies are like a pregnant woman's craving for Bon Bons and peanut butter pickle sandwiches...simply put, "I like em' a lot".

Now when I think cool, Slash tops the list: Snakes, porno stars, tatoos, a cool top hat and uhhh...oh yea...intricately slinky guitar solos with a tone so smooth it should be sponsored by Maker's Mark.

The biggest surprise when reading Slash's account of his illustrious career is not the sex, drugs and alcohol........it's the fact that he got his nickname because he couldn't sit still! Are you kidding me???  Slash looks more like Keith Richard's stoned younger brother than a founding member of the Blink 182 fan club.

If you are like me and soak up tales of rock lore like a Grand Slam breakfast after a sold out show at the Whiskey, this book is for you.  Slash recounts his rise to stardom in such a laid back matter of fact manner, you can't help but believe him.  The only part of the book that you will question is Slash's impressive command of the English language.....Anyone who drinks a gallon of vodka of as part of a daily routine should not be so lucid.

Note to Axl:  Thanks for breaking up the greatest rock and roll band of our generation since the mighty Led Zeppelin.  

Sincerely,

Lou Perlman