Fairly interesting look at metal rock during the eighties and the effect it had on the author during his younger years growing up in a small town.
Klosterman declares early on that he wants to confront two of the most egregious accusations hurled at heavy metal: that 1) it is frivolous and disposable (therefore “not art”), and 2) it is offensive and dangerous. He argues that these two sentiments can’t both be true at the same time. Becoming a ...
Okay, for as much as I love C.K. I just could NOT get into this book. I guess it's the whole "not giving a fuck about heavy metal and/or North Dakota" bit that did it...