A few impressions I gathered (or had reinforced for me) by reading this memoir:
1. Most rock stars have damn healthy egos. Predictably, some are much better at handling this and its effect on their personal lives than others.
2. Because most rock stars have damn healthy egos, bands can be a volatile stew of personalities, neuroses, addictions, and family dynamics. The Beach Boys are no exception.
3. It's awful hard to break out of a pattern that's been set since adolescence or even before. Mike Love and the Wilson brothers were cousins, so their relationship predated the formation of the Beach Boys. Thus it's difficult to tease out what difficulties between them grew from those very early days and which were effects of sudden, early, and great fame.
4. The aforementioned early fame, especially if it arises early enough that the famous one has yet to establish a self-concept or identity, and/or if it precludes the individual from having a real childhood...that has so many effects on a person that I don't have the time or energy to go into it here. Lemme just say it messes you up.
5. Mix #4 with a job that allows you to turn over responsibility for many of your everyday functions to others (for better or worse results) and to arrange your schedule so as to accommodate sleeping off hangovers or binges, and voila -- you've created a climate where you can gratify your own desires and whims with little or no regard for their effects on others. Or on yourself, but it'll take you a while to figure that one out.
6. Combine #4 and #5 with money, and you can run away from busted relationships, desert your children, be a serial monogamist (or serially cheat on your spouses, because what happens on the road stays on the road, amirite?), and generally throw payments at whatever you leave in your wake. Money will make the road smooth before you...
7. Until you lose the money or its flow slows to a trickle. That's a game changer. At that point you will rediscover your work ethic. But you will never be able to turn back time and do things differently, which is why God gave us litigation.
8. Some people are just geniuses whose inspiration and talent can only be explained as a gift from Above. You will be in equal parts envious, intimidated, and astonished by their deeds and creations, and this will color your entire existence, personal and artistic.
9. The rock star memoir always includes some combination of false self-deprecation, lukewarm acknowledgement of one's sins and their deleterious effects on one's family and friends, tales of debauchery/lechery, narrow escapes from death/dismemberment, majestic accounts of performances delivered in a still awe-struck tone, reverence for the fans and their decades-long devotion, name-dropping, and trial transcripts. This one is no exception to that rule. Through the whole story, I've gotta give Mike Love credit for remaining exactly who he is. He's pugnacious, tenacious, a pragmatic and realistic businessman, and a big enough ego that he can't handle being second-best or being made to look like a putz (which he is, from time to time).
10. If you accept all this, you can enjoy just about any rock star memoir and appreciate those that do break the mold. I did enjoy this, mostly because I've been a Beach Boys fan for most of my life (I danced to "God Only Knows" with my dad at my wedding) and, having read a lot about Brian Wilson's struggles and role in the band's history, I wanted another perspective. This definitely delivered that new point of view. You may not come out of this liking Mike Love very much, but you will gain insight into his character, that of the other band members, and how in spite of or because of all that, they created music that is a precious remnant of an America before assassinations, terrorism, and grief stole away its innocence, when a fast car, a surfboard, and a varsity letter were all we needed to feel complete.