Slash: It Seems Excessive But That Doesn’t Mean It Didn’t Happen
(Harper Entertainment/Harper Collins) 2007
Selected Reviews
“Most rock biographies are about getting to the Good Part. There’s typically a bit of slogging through the star’s unhappy childhood, the revelation of music’s true power and a hard-fought rise to the top before the litany of debauchery and depravity begins – the part that fans actually want to read….The publication of Slash…presents a a new model for the rock bio: [it] is pretty much all Good Part.”
– The New York Times
“Entertaining and educational…A crash course for aspiring rock gods.”
– Spin
“Wonderfully frank.”
– Entertainment Weekly
“The best glimpse yet into the formation, early years and inner workings of Guns, with the guitarist often functioning as a bemused, albeit heavily intoxicated observer of the craziness.”
– Guitar World
“…the guitarist may have penned the most lurid, filthiest rock memoir ever.”
– Rolling Stone
A Word from Anthony
I flew out to L.A. to meet Slash, knowing that he’d rejected a number of prospective writers over the years, and hoping he would choose me. I booked a room at the Sunset Towers, made a plan to meet him for dinner in the restaurant, then waited six hours for him to show up. He called intermittently: he was in the Valley test driving a Ferarri he was thinking of buying, he had to drop off a guitar that needed adjustments and he told me to have drinks waiting when he got there. When the hotel bar closed, I ordered up a bottle of Absolut with a carafe of cranberry juice to my room and waited long enough to get through quarter of it. Slash showed up just after midnight. He sat in my room until 7am, talking, smoking and peering over his shoulder at the Sunset Strip below, telling me about his childhood and how he’d ridden his BMX bike up and down that same street. I wanted the job more than ever, because I realized then and there that Saul Hudson had been a rockstar since he was 11 years old.
