Slash’s autobiography was replete with sex, drugs, and rock ‘n roll. So much so that after the first few hundred pages, I was getting more than a little bored with it. But, once we progressed past the GNR days, things got a little more interesting.
My biggest gripe with the book was that I just didn’t feel that it was written in his voice. I just could not equate what I was reading to be the voice of Slash. Maybe it was just me. Still, it was interesting to hear his take on the whole Guns ‘N Roses thing. Unlike other rock (auto)biographies I have read, I don’t think you would find this interesting unless you were a huge fan of the band.