The subtitle is ‘American Rock Music In The Nineties’ but a more honest one would be ‘Everett True In The Nineties’ so don’t come here looking for a history but for a very subjective account of the later years of the Grunge movement and it’s antecedents and successors by a man had incredibly close access to the groups, but was often so out of it, he hasn’t got a clue what happened.
Not that there is anything wrong with subjectivity – Gina Arnold’s books on the same period equally subjective but critically they’re never as self-indulgent. It ism@t as if True’s a bad writer – he frequently infuriating and frequently inconsistent, but he’s just as often inspiring. He writes about the sheer unadulterated joy of falling in love with a new band as well as anyone ever has, and the section of the book on the death of Kurt Cobain, a close friend, is deeply moving.
But as many bands as he’s been in love with, he loves himself more and can’t stop reminding the reader of this. Of this were a novel his publisher would insist that it would be a much better read, if only he’s only remove one character – Everett True.
Still, it’s not a bad book, merely an infuriating one and he’ll certainly never bore you. Worth it, if only for the irritation value. 7.5/10