Keith and I are parting ways…

After roughly six months (that pesky master’s degree got in the way and slowed down progress) I am finally done with Keith Richards’ autobiography, which is aptly titled “Life.”

It was actually pretty incredible, though I may be a bit biased. I’ve always been Team Richards, mostly because I’m more of a fan of “guitarists with mistique” (points if you know where that quote is from) than frontmen.  Jimmy Page > Robert Plant. Joe Perry beats out Steven Tyler, but only by a small margin because Steven and I connect with our obsession with scarves. I think the Goo Goo Dolls are the only band where I would pick the lead singer…but that doesn’t count because Johnny Rzeznik plays guitar and Robbie sings a lot.

Anyway, if you have time for 500-plus pages of heroin, jam bands, bromantic cat fights, arrests and Rastafarians read the book. The only way I can really describe it is that it’s like a “Great Gatsby”/Hunter Thompson hybrid…which is sounds awkward but is actually awesome.

Also, I’m really digging this song today and it’s only 8 a.m. Enjoy.


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