I'll Take The Monkey

So I'm reading this rather purple-prosed biography of Dean Martin, Dino: Living High in the Business of Dirty Dreams by Nick Tosches, and everyone I mention it to says, "Oh, I love Dean Martin!" His popularity spans all generations, orientations, and tastes. I love his music, but I'm finding that this book only gets really interesting when Jerry Lewis shows up. It's making me want to revisit the biography of him I read years ago, whose title I don't remember. I guess I like maniacs better than cool guys.

(The King of Comedy is a pretty good movie, too.)