Went to the Library to pick up my reserve. Lo and behold, a “buy one get one free”coupon for the Library Book Store was being offered for Library Week! How could I refuse? #libraryweek
Keith Richards‘ autobiography was surprising/unsurprising in its content and in its readability. I was fascinated and hooked - one of the favorite books I read the year it came out. Plus, he‘s a huge lover of libraries, so he‘ll always have a soft spot with me! #LustForLife #MarchIntoThe70s
#kindledeal heads up! I don't consider myself a Stones fan, so I wouldn't normally go for this memoir. However, the fact that in a recent interview with The Strand bookstore, Michiko Kakutani ranked it #5 out of the top seven best books she has ever reviewed, has more than piqued my interest.
My FIL is in town from Colorado so there‘s not much reading going on, but we‘ve been talking books a lot. He‘s a big reader, too. He recommended the tagged book so on the #TBR it goes! Anyone read it?
#booksandbrews #readharder #cheers
Why do you do that to yourself? I don‘t know. I still don‘t know. Your skin crawling, your guts churning, you can‘t stop your limbs from jerking and moving about, and you‘re throwing up and shitting at the same time, and shit‘s coming out your nose and your eyes, and the first time that happens for real, that‘s when a reasonable man says, “I‘m hooked.” But even that doesn‘t stop a reasonable man from going back on it.
I can‘t imagine what other people think cold turkey is like. It is fucking awful. On the scale of things, it‘s better than having your leg blown off in the trenches...better than starving to death. But you don‘t want to go there. The whole body turns itself inside out and rejects itself for 3 days. You know in 3 days it‘s going to calm down. It‘s going to be the longest 3 days in your life, and you wonder why you‘re doing this to yourself...
I take the view that God, in his infinite wisdom, didn't bother to spring for two joints - heaven and hell. They're the same place, but heaven is when you get everything you want and you meet Mummy and Daddy and your best friends and you all have a hug and a kiss and play your harps. Hell is the same place...but they all pass by and don't see you. There's no recognition. You're waving, "It's me, your father," but you're invisible...That's hell.
What is it that makes you want to write songs? ...you want to stretch yourself into other people‘s hearts. You want to plant yourself there...It becomes almost an obsession to touch other people. To write a song that is remembered and taken to heart is a connection, a touching of bases... A stab to the heart. Sometimes I think songwriting is about tightening the heartstrings as much as possible without bringing on a heart attack.
There's something beautifully friendly and elevating about a bunch of guys playing music together. This wonderful little world that is unassailable. It's really teamwork, one guy supporting the others, and it's all for one purpose, and there's no flies in the ointment, for a while. And nobody conducting, it's all up to you. It's really jazz__that's the big secret. Rock and roll ain't nothing but jazz with a hard backbeat.
1. One to four times a month, always on Saturday. Usually more for my 10 yr old. It's a small one, but has a decent children's section.
2 NYPL and/or Keith Richards' private library
3. None currently, but I often do request books from other branches.
4. Probably around 11 or 12.
#trivialthursday (a day late) @GarthRanzz
1. I read Keith Richards‘ bio, Life, when it first came out and LOVED it. That man has lived.
2. Eddie Vedder & Pearl Jam ❤️❤️
3. I obviously love every Pearl Jam experience I have. However, Bruce Springsteen, The Red Hot Chili Peppers and Garth Brooks are concert experiences that blew my mind.
4. No idea- there are so many. But Indifference by Pearl Jam is way up there.
#marchinbooks #autobiography I loved this memoir. I listened to the audiobook (highly recommend) When I saw the prompt of (auto)biography I immediately thought of the story he tells of the impala #auto that were in when they were pulled over in Arkansas.
Never expected to love this book, but I did. An interesting ride, love his honesty and sense of humor. I don't have much experience in music, and I was never a Stones fan, yet they've been around my whole life. Quite an education.
Heaven is when you get everything you want and you meet Mummy and Daddy and your best friends and you all have a hug and a kiss and play your harps. Hell is the same place–no fire and brimstone–but they just all pass by and don‘t see you. There‘s nothing, no recognition. You‘re waving, ‘It‘s me, your father,‘ but you‘re invisible. You‘re on a cloud, you‘ve got your harp, but you can‘t play with nobody because they don‘t see you. That‘s hell.
500+ pages of Keith Richards might sound like a lot, but it‘s actually just enough, because he manages to tell the strange story of his life with equal measures of good humor, humility, and some of that swashbuckling bravado he‘s become so famous for. Those looking for prurient details are likely to be disappointed, though: he‘s frank but not gratuitous, which makes even his most outrageous anecdotes easy to swallow–and often hilarious. ⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️⭐️
There‘s something beautifully friendly and elevating about a bunch of guys playing music together. This wonderful little world that is unassailable. It‘s really teamwork, one guy supporting the others, and it‘s all for one purpose, and there‘s no flies in the ointment, for a while. And nobody conducting, it‘s all up to you. It‘s really jazz–that‘s the big secret. Rock and rock ain‘t nothing but jazz with a hard backbeat.
#celebrityautobiography #sparklingmaybookishdreams. With all the hoopla about Pirates of the Caribbean I couldn't help thinking about this book. I only made it half way through as I just could not connect with his story. Donated it so someone else could give it a try.