I was never really a big Stone Temple Pilots fan, sure I liked Interstate Love Song and other tunes played on mainstream radio, but I absolutely *loved* Velvet Revolver. The song below was the "anthem" of a certain time in my life and it brings back a LOT of memories.
So when I saw that Scott Weiland had an autobiography coming out & I had a chance to snag an early copy, I jumped on it. Not Dead and Not For Sale is your pretty standard rockstar bio. He tells us about his childhood, not as rough as you would think, and his relationship with his parents. He tells us about his marriages and their ultimate demise. And of course he tells us about the drugs. Lots & lots of drugs. And lots & lots of stints at rehab. Throughout the book though, the one thing I found admirable was his his utter devotion to his kids.
Not Dead and Not For Sale is not one of those bio's that is all about the name dropping and shocking tales. Yeah, some of his experience while on drugs is a bit jaw dropping, but overall it is just a book about a talented guy struggling to stay clean in a world where drugs are like candy.
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