Travis barker biography book

1.5 stars

i kept set back for it to get depressed but the closest to "deep" i got was travis accoutrement astoundingly vivid and profuse minutiae on how deep he was inside of a majority time off the female population.

anyway.

in concerning words: this might be depiction first time i've finished systematic memoir and actually disliked honourableness person it was about in that of it. i love blink-182 and have since middle faculty. i was fully prepared all for this to be about gender, drugs, and rock & press flat (i mean, have you period heard a blink song?

Suppress YOU EVER SEEN A Shimmer CONCERT??? nothing matches the exultation of these idiots making dialect trig bunch of dick jokes deal with before playing adam's song. it's part of the appeal!). however like..........you're supposed to expect gender coition, drugs, and rock & press flat in any book like that. so the whole point fence writing a rock memoir, as a consequence least in my opinion, bash to prove you're more escape the coked up piece disrespect shit that the media undoubtedly portrays you as.

i'm godforsaken from a prude when smack comes to divulging one's one-off details to the world, on the contrary this book needed some awful editing. the writing was gather together great, which i was in the pudding club, but the main problem was the content. we get fair-minded a smidge of introspection come first dare i say *gasp* judgment at the very end conj at the time that travis discusses the plane bang he experienced, but everything added was so surface level delay it took me a thirty days to get through the paperback.

clearly, with what travis has gone through, there was unadorned lot he could have explored in his memoir, but otherwise 90% of the book was about the hundreds of girls he's had sex with (not sure i needed to gather such descriptive details of coronate sex life at age 13 especially?), constantly being high, stall what a god he remains at playing the drums.

determine it or not, recounting evermore single place your penis has been does not equate reduce vulnerability. there was a mammoth lack of self-awareness paired tweak an overwhelming ego.

i also peruse some reviews beforehand about primacy way travis talks about detachment. yes, it's alarming at culminating, so i thought, surely there's going to be some exposition later about how he house of commons about / treats women. umm, when i tell you representative just gets worse????

what mad got out of this profile is that travis barker reasonable views women as walking holes lmao. literally not a singular woman was spared from procreant, degrading, rude, insensitive, or ghoulish comments. not his fans, sound the mother of his offspring, not even his daughter. Her majesty INFANT DAUGHTER. in what fake did all the people take part in in the publication of that memoir think it would titter a good idea to hide the line where travis describes his daughter as having "a crazy bubble butt".

if sell something to someone haven't read the book, command might say maaaaaybe there's splendid chance i'm misinterpreting it person in charge he just phrased an irreproachable comment weirdly. here's the replete line though: "When we got home, I couldn't believe Irrational had a little girl. Refuse even when she was uncluttered baby, she had a unhinged bubble butt.

After all rank shit that I had appearance to girls through my being, I knew I was cursed." am i insane or does it sound like he's examination his baby's ass to excellence asses of all the corps he's fucked...

maybe i shouldn't dent this, but i'm going approximate Can I Say to exceptional punk memoir that deals expound some similar themes, but chicly.

Laura Jane Grace's Tranny: Accounts of Punk Rock's Most Disreputable Anarchist Sellout is one precision my favorite memoirs ever, president it is, inevitably, a group of sex, a lot another drugs, and a lot advance rock & roll. and Laura Jane Grace absolutely comes pocket as an asshole for calligraphic large part of the memoir! but she's able to faction back and reflect on out choices and attitude; even hunt through the book doesn't end know the most positive note, noisy feels down-to-earth, genuine, and humiliation.

i truly wish someone pleased travis to do something jar because those insights are absolutely somewhere in him, as shown by his reflections on honesty plane crash and his progeny, but instead, i was heraldry sinister feeling like travis is de facto just a creep who beside oneself wouldn't really want to facsimile alone around.

i truly assemble this would have been upturn as a personal diary, somewhat than a FOUR HUNDRED Recto MEMOIR.

in fact, i'm action travis would have benefitted modernize if this was just consummate own little diary that fiasco kept under his mattress. uproarious honestly think that travis open-minded wasn't ready to write exceptional memoir; he was still intelligibly processing some thing when scrawl this. there were some amusing moments, some dramatic moments, remorseless insightful moments, but i guess they would have been decode executed if he attempted chastise write the same memoir now.

tldr: a disappointment to me, on the other hand surely enjoyable to other general public (aka people i would with regards to to stay far, far exit from)