Examines the spiritual effects of rock music, presenting evidence that the lyrics, the paraphernalia, and the musicians' lifestyles may be harmful for teenagers.
Quintessential anti-rock tome of the mid-eighties. When it comes to frothing at the mouth in Satan's face, you can't go wrong with der broeders Peters.
Truly the biggest piece of s**t I had ever read in the 20th century. Moralistic BS with inaccurate and missing citations that I read during a time of my own spiritual upheaval.
Absolute drivel that my parents made me read in the late 80s. As a kid, I was super angry that the book didn't show any of the sexy rock album covers (only described them), but DID feel free to show some kind of lizard/devil face that freaked me out for a long time. In retrospect, it was one of many influences that gave me a hard shove away from Christianity.