Just finished reading NOFX – The Hepatitis Bathtub and Other Stories tonight. Can’t say I’ve ever been a huge fan of NOFX, I think they had maybe 4 or 5 albums I really enjoyed, plus a few songs here and there that I could get into, but this book really was one hell of a read.
Starting in the early 80s Los Angeles hardcore scene and detailing some of the horrific violence that a lot of us now like to ignore about that scene, to dodging, joining, and escaping street gangs, to hardships on the road as an unestablished band.
A lot of the stories in this book are completely hilarious, and some of them are some of the most terrifying, disgusting, gnarly shit since I read Al Jourgensen of Ministry’s autobiography a few summers ago (there is absolutely no better anti-hard drug PSA than stories from people who have survived that shit).
If you like music biographies, have an open sense of humour, and a strong stomach, this book is probably right up your alley.
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