This is a book that will make you laugh, cry, and cry some more. The blatant self-destruction of the greatest rock drumer of all-time is alot to take at times. One can only witness so much pain, agony, and sadness without needed a moment to catch their breath. So I found myself- like many who’ve partied around the icon, taking frequent breaks away from Keith Moon and then reading a 200 page binge into the dark spiral of the drummer’s tortured soul.
It’s brutal stuff and enough to make one see Moon in a less favorable sight and yet still defend to the death how vital hi presence was to the WHO.
Worth Consuming- but be prepared to need to take a break from it at times.