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The Storyteller: Tales of Life and Music
by Dave Grohl
How do I even describe how this book made me feel?
As a parent, I adored the parts that he spoke about his family, his children and their discovery of music. His uncertainty in how to teach them and the realizations that came after. His dedication and how they inspired him. What beautiful moments.
Dave's memories of being a child, the artists that inspired him, his discovery of the underground music scene and all the inspiration that followed had me reminiscing of my own adventures following local bands around small dingy venues and the feelings associated with it. I wanted to pick up my guitar. (And I did for the first time in a while!) Over and over while reading this book, all I wanted to do was pick up an instrument and write a song.
What a life Dave has lived! The stories he told of his past bands' adventures, with Scream, with Nirvana, the birth of Foo Fighters, his friendship with Paul McCartney, etc...I felt while reading that we were only scratching the surface of all the tales he has to tell and found myself hoping that he would write more books, tell more stories.
My heart broke throughout and during the last moments while finishing this book as Dave described his friendship and brotherhood with Tayler Hawkins, knowing that not a year after this book was released did Dave lose yet another piece of his heart with Taylor's passing. His heartfelt words about his friend in his closing remarks had me tearing up knowing what the future held while Dave wrote those joyous words.
This book gave me a renewed sense of inspiration in music. Many times while reading, I could hear the music playing. It had me thinking about my own childhood (& adulthood, admittedly) fantasies of becoming a musician, being called up on stage, hanging out with a Beatle or Jean freaking Jett. Hell, after reading this book I even feel the need to get my hands on one those Joan Jett Barbie dolls...I checked eBay, they're very expensive :(
Final words: I never wanted this book to end and I pray to the gods that there will be another.
As a parent, I adored the parts that he spoke about his family, his children and their discovery of music. His uncertainty in how to teach them and the realizations that came after. His dedication and how they inspired him. What beautiful moments.
Dave's memories of being a child, the artists that inspired him, his discovery of the underground music scene and all the inspiration that followed had me reminiscing of my own adventures following local bands around small dingy venues and the feelings associated with it. I wanted to pick up my guitar. (And I did for the first time in a while!) Over and over while reading this book, all I wanted to do was pick up an instrument and write a song.
What a life Dave has lived! The stories he told of his past bands' adventures, with Scream, with Nirvana, the birth of Foo Fighters, his friendship with Paul McCartney, etc...I felt while reading that we were only scratching the surface of all the tales he has to tell and found myself hoping that he would write more books, tell more stories.
My heart broke throughout and during the last moments while finishing this book as Dave described his friendship and brotherhood with Tayler Hawkins, knowing that not a year after this book was released did Dave lose yet another piece of his heart with Taylor's passing. His heartfelt words about his friend in his closing remarks had me tearing up knowing what the future held while Dave wrote those joyous words.
This book gave me a renewed sense of inspiration in music. Many times while reading, I could hear the music playing. It had me thinking about my own childhood (& adulthood, admittedly) fantasies of becoming a musician, being called up on stage, hanging out with a Beatle or Jean freaking Jett. Hell, after reading this book I even feel the need to get my hands on one those Joan Jett Barbie dolls...I checked eBay, they're very expensive :(
Final words: I never wanted this book to end and I pray to the gods that there will be another.