Steven Tyler (1) (1948–)

Well, that was a terribly ADHD, non-linear memoir! Not that I expected more, but, well, maybe I did. It was very Steven Tyler, but a little more from A to B to C might have helped.

I'm not a real big Aerosmith fan, but when a friend loaned me this book I thought it would be pretty entertaining. I do like some Aerosmith songs, they are catchy and fun. This book did entertain. There were some funny parts and some sad parts. And all the while you are watching a train wreck. When that train derails, its gonna be one massive, gruesome, bloody accident.

So, questions arise. I wanted him to discuss meeting Liz when she's a teen, after finding out Steven Tyler is her dad. And what did his patents think of all of this? He stops mentioning them at some point. Does he hate his band members at the end of this book? Do they hate HIM?

I don't think less or more of Steven Tyler. He came across as I expected. The drug addiction, sad. The sex addiction? Sad, yes, but more disturbing than the drugs and alcohol. Okay, he has zero self control as far as girls. Some men are like that. He has a problem with women NOT understanding that. I don't even know what to say about that. I guess I can say I wouldn't date him and at least he's honest and not hypocritical. I did read some of this to my husband. He found his escapades pretty amusing.

Big ego, Big, big ego. That's why he's who he is. He's in his own world, he is his world.… (más)