Actually, this wasn't that bad of a story on the band. Surprisingly, they were my first favorite band! I recall hearing "Saturday Night" on AM radio many times when that song was freshly pressed on album for the first time. I was four years old and as soon as I heard that intro...the volume knob was cranked up to eleven! The Beach Boys song, "409", had the same effect to my ears! Shit...."Frankenstein" from The Edgar Winter Group as well! It is endless!
In the midst of my Bay City Rollermania, I read and reread and rereread this book as if it held the very key to the Rollers' appeal and their true selves. Years later, three of them signed it for me after a freewheeling conversation about their early days as a band, bringing the whole experience full circle.
Beguilingly and guilelessly crafted "nonfictional" memoir of the rise of the Scottish band by its manager, with photos and individual personal essays by band members. Rendered hopelessly creepy by a visit to Wikipedia to find out more about Tam Paton, who turns out to have been a sexual predator, drug pusher and fabulist.
Really cheesy book about the history of the Bay City Rollers from their beginnings right up to when they were just starting to get really famous in early 1975. Their American invasion hadn't happened yet and they really hadn't hit the big time. I bought this book shortly after that, maybe early 1976 or so back when I used to like them, although I was never a true fan.
Keep in mind that when I say "I Loved It" I did read it when I was 13, and thought every word was true. Now of course I understand what a work of fiction it was...but it remains an improtant part of my youth.