On a visit to Japan – on second thoughts, let's not mention Japan. But then we met Ozzy.”) Hotel rooms are trashed almost as a sense of obligation. (“We thought we had elevated animal behaviour to an art form. Groupies wait backstage with wine bottles in places no wine bottle should be. Alcohol and drugs are consumed in such industrial portions you start to recalibrate your understanding of what the human body can endure. It may be possible to read The Dirt and maintain belief in a benevolent God, but your faith will be sorely tested. Yes, it’s a story of excess on a barely conceivable scale, but it’s primarily a story of people – their flaws, their triumphs, their mistakes, and their demons.īut yeah, the excess.
Each chapter is narrated by a different band member – although they sometimes offer conflicting recollections of the same event – and the contrasting voices is one of the book’s great strengths. Our protagonists are Vince Neil, the flamboyant lead singer Nikki Six, bassist and de facto Crüe leader guitarist Mick Mars, a rather tragic figure whose body is ravaged by early on-set arthritis and puppyish drummer Tommy Lee. The Dirt tells the story of both, primarily through the voices of the four band members, although the occasional manager / publicist / temporary band member will briefly chime in. The rise of grunge and the band’s nigh-on limitless appetite for self-destruction triggered a fall every bit as spectacular as their rise. Sporting black leather and hair visible from space, Crüe released five platinum and multi-platinum albums culminating in 1989’s Dr Feelgood, their critical and commercial zenith. For those at the back: in their 1980s’ heyday Mötley Crüe were one of the world’s biggest bands – glam, metal, rock, whatever.
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