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Updating, revising, and expanding on material from his cult classic Hellhounds on Their Trail, Patterson offers up a delectable feast of strange and occasionally frightening rock and roll tales, featuring the ironies associated with the tragic deaths of many rock icons, unsolved murders, and other tales from the "fell clutch of circumstance."
Beginning with the fateful place where it all started -- a deserted country crossroads just outside Clarksdale, Mississippi, where Robert Johnson made his deal with the devil -- through the Buddy Holly curse (rock and roll's first great tragedy) and beyond, this incredible volume uncovers some of rock and roll's most celebrated murders, twists of fate, and decades-long streaks of bad luck that defy rational explanation. Inside you'll find:
Facts about Jimmy Page and the Zeppelin Curse. Chilling quirks of fate in the fatalities in the Allman Brothers and Lynyrd Skynyrd. Facts about Jimmy Page and the Zeppelin curse Chilling quirks of fate surrounding the deaths of musicians in the Allman Brothers Band and Lynyrd Skynyrd A provocative look at "The Club," membership in which requires an untimely death at age twenty-seven and whose inductees include Kurt Cobain, Jimi Hendrix, and Janis Joplin Cryptic messages in song lyrics that have proved eerily prophetic
Carefully researched, wildly enjoyable, and often harrowing, Take a Walk on the Dark Side takes the reader on a mysterious ride through rock and roll history.
262 pages, Paperback
First published July 6, 2004
After an auspicious start, author R. Gary Patterson’s book faded quickly before sinking completely off the “dark side,” so to speak. This looks to be a book about rock and roll deaths. Or is it instead a book about the “twenty-seven club?”
The answer turned out to be “neither.”
Patterson’s first chapters were about Robert Johnson, Buddy Holly, and the Southern rock bands The Allman Brothers and Lynyrd Skynyrd. These chapters were spot on. They were well-written and informative. The author’s narrative through this section of the book was factually sound and factually driven. Sadly, this pattern was not to continue.
The next chapter led off the collapse of any rational or believable narrative in the author’s account when he penned a Wikipedia-level bio about self-proclaimed pagan and devil-worshipper Aleister Crowley. At that point, this book went completely off the rails.
The balance of this volume devolves quickly into the author’s gleeful, enthusiastic, and wholly gullible rant into an account of the silliest sort of occult and satanic “woo-woo.” Indeed, “off the rails” doesn’t begin to cover how far into left field the author’s messaging travelled. From this point on, the book became a completely nonsensical rave about hidden messages, subliminal messaging, numerology, demon summoning, and…you get the idea.
Jim Morrison, the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, the Grateful Dead, Ozzie Osborne, Jimi Hendrix, and others are all given passing consideration herein. Readers of this book are fortunate that we have such a wise and enlightened guide as Gary Patterson to usher us through these weighty topics. Patterson eventually discards any premise of factual reportage. He instead rewards readers by sharing special knowledge and insights about the occult that had been revealed exclusively to him and which could only be understood by such a wise and discerning historian as himself.
These stories are on the same level as the ghost stories that are told around campfires to gullible children. This silly book is piffle.
I own a used PB copy in good condition purchased from the local used book store for $2.00 on 12/1/24.
My rating: 6/10, finished 1/19/25 (4017).
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