Matt Sorum’s memoir falls way short of expectations and fails to deliver a compelling narrative. As an avid Guns N’ Roses fan, I anticipated insightful commentary from drummer Matt Sorum, considering his experience with Velvet Revolver and The Cult. However, the version of the book I read differs significantly from the leaked online version, which I have no interest in exploring.
The book’s co-authorship remains unclear, and its brevity, less than 250 pages, limits the depth of exploration. Instead of detailed career accounts, the book presents short stories. Sorum’s lack of self-awareness and complicated relationship with the truth further diminish his credibility.
It is plausible that the book’s concept originated from a pitch meeting emphasizing sensationalism, including tales of drug use and sexual encounters, while also making sure to name-drop as many celebrities as possible.
This memoir is a massive failure. It appears to be a superficial attempt to generate revenue, relying solely on drama, as this book has zero substance or insight. The result is a profoundly disappointing read, leaving me with diminished respect for Sorum as an individual and a musician. The book’s underlying tone is one of sour grapes and bitterness.