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-Absence of visual imagery. This book is four hundred pages of text about a motorcycle tour with LOTS of riding, with no pictures for one to visualize what Neil is describing (and there's LOTS of description). From a fellow motorcyclist's perspective, I want to see what HE is seeing and not just leave it to my imagination. Sure, pictures would have raised the production cost/sale price but for dedicated fans and readers, it would have been worth it.
-Repeated references to church signs and dislike for fan contact. Okay, so, we're not in Neil's shoes and I perfectly understand him not caring for the public "eye" too much. I think that time, along with fans who don't respect boundaries, have worn him down. Who are we to say? Even so, this theme, repeated in a few of his books gets a little "tired".
The part about the church signs (while touring the U.S.) seemed to be almost mocking the various houses of worship. Again, we cannot imagine what Neil had to go through during his double-tragedy between 1997-1998 and it would have probably caused any one of us to doubt our faith. While Mr. Peart is definitely entitled to his opinion, it is afforded him to put into print because of his fame. He should remember that many of his fans are followers of some form of religion.
Don't get me wrong here, folks. I have been a Rush fan since 1979, and I absolutely love the work of Neil Peart. In fact, he could scribble on a cocktail napkin and I would call it a masterpiece. As lyricist and drummer for Rush, (along with Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson), he has co-written some of the most famous progressive rock songs in the past 35 years.... Each Rush album from the mid-seventies through today is a collection of dramatic soundscapes and epic sagas, e.g. "2112", "The Spirit of Radio", "Tom Sawyer", "Red Barchetta", "Limelight", "Subdivisions", "The Big Money" and the list could go on and on... These songs were very powerful anthems of my youth, telling real-life stories that any adrenaline-filled teen or 20-something could identify with...Even today, these songs are timeless mainstays, engrained forever in the face of modern music.
Overall, I rated this book at four (4) stars, deducting one star for the two points mentioned above. There could have been a few pictures included that might have engaged the reader more, instead of making him/her feel as if reading Mr. Peart's diary.
Don't get me wrong. There are many great passages in the book that make it worth reading, but there's a lot of filler to sort through too. Fairly early on, he does describe the rehearsals for the first show and the first show itself, but then he abandons the topic for pages at a time. There are some great passages with interesting insights or funny recollections, but they are too few and far between. I found myself quickly scanning the pages (and pages) discussing motorcycle maintenance or roadside scenery, looking instead for anything on music, Rush, or playing live.
What's frustrating is that anyone can write a book on what it's like to ride a motorcycle cross country (again, he has already done that; see Ghost Rider). But he's the only person on the planet who can describe what it's like to be the drummer in Rush!
I imagine I'm not alone in wanting to read more details about his life as a touring musician. What's it like to be on stage and play with Alex and Geddy after 30 years? What's it like to see thousands of hands clapping during "Spirit of Radio?" What songs does he enjoy playing the most? I realize that all of these things may be old hat to him, but they're not to his fans. On the other hand, reading multiple accounts about how many miles he drove in a day or what he ate for dinner each night, just isn't that interesting, even if it is Neil Peart doing the writing. I guess I have to accept that the book I'm interested in reading Neil isn't interested in writing.
If you do want to get a better sense for Neil's life as a touring musician, I recommend reading the essay he wrote on this topic during the Moving Pictures tour, called "For Whom the Bus Rolls." Also, I recommend checking out the great documentary on the Rush in Rio DVD called "The Boys in Brazil," which Neil actually refers to and quotes from in the book. If you're looking for a great account of a rock tour, I highly recommend Bill Flannagan's excellent account of U2's Zoo TV Tour, "U2: Until the End of the World."
Not only do I enjoy Rush's music, I am a musician as well for over 20 years now. Rush has influenced and inspired me just as so many other people have expressed likewise. It can't be overstated enough - Rush are truly "musicians musicians".
The book is an easy, fast read and grateful for that I am. While there are a few comical perspectives and moments that are quite enjoyable, it's too soon that a pattern of expression, subject matter and what details to expect are long established and become predictable. This translates into repetitious, tired topics. (How many times do we have to hear about the GPS systems and changed venue names?)
The mileage traveled in a day, rather than simply enjoying the process or destinations seems to take higher focus. After each trip to the next venue we get stats - distance in not only miles, but kilometers, the motel Peart and riding partner/friend/bodyguard/go-for stay at - and of course, the name of the closest TGI Fridays they eat at. (I'll take the plane ride with Geddy and Alex instead, thanks.)
In all fairness, there are occasions when we are treated to facts about history, famous quotes, touching moments and inner thoughts while Peart is playing live. Things do pick up a bit during the Canadian and European legs which are richer in detail, not to mention we are somewhat greeted by a welcomed break from NP's general crabbiness.
We aren't treated to as much of the music side of touring, the biz or the other band mate's as one would expect. Many people will read this book in order to gain insight about Rush and the music side, not because Peart documents his too self-focused and somewhat dull travels on this tour.
The best insight NP divulges about his band mates are all quoted from the Rush in Rio DVD sadly, and by themselves no less. NP doesn't stick around with anyone too long before or after the gigs and it's about half way through the tour he wishes it was over (much like my experience with this book). I cant help but wonder if one day NP gets the same recognition for being a writer as he does for being in a rock band, will he not want to talk about that either with anyone in social settings?
It's too bad. Such a mine of information and rich subject matter could have been presented from over 30 years of being a professional touring musician in one of the greatest bands. That aspect is far more interesting hands down than any rainy ride on a 2-wheeler could ever possibly present. Not to mention, after 4 books of it, the towel may be well rung out at this point.
I would have loved to hear what went on back stage with Jack Black in more detail or 30 years of band antics. At least that sound fun - and that's what's missing here, the fun. Peart more or less gets through all this, rather than enjoys it.
While I agree with NP's perspective on organized religion in general and the fact some people may force their views on others, the manner chosen or even this venue to express it didn't sit well. The continual poke at what church signs read along the way came off as a bit smug, and again, tired.
Admittedly, I may be making a bigger deal of it than deserved. Being rubbed the wrong way one too many times tends to have that affect. Arrogance rears it's ugly head again when NP takes the liberty to gesture passing cars how to drive to his satisfaction along roadways.
I couldn't help but think part way through this book, it's sad what stardom does to most musicians and actors. (I guess you could throw a few other professions in as well.) First they all want to be noticed, have everyone buy their records, believe in them, support them and go to their shows, then when they reach comfortable financial status and a high level of notoriety for what they do, they don't want to be bothered. For a band like Rush, fame happened long, long ago when 2112 was on 8-Track.
"People make a living and money because others like what they do. People gain fame and make lots of money because others are passionate and affected by what they do."
Is having a photo taken or saying hi for a few minuets to fans really that big of a deal? Jeez. Isn't that part of the job to a degree? In many other industries they call it "customer service". Sure, we all have freewill to think, say and do whatever we want. Does that mean we always should though?
As far as safety from "maniac fans", people face threats everyday all over the world - not just stars, and much, much worse threats I might add. In an incident with a fan, it's actually Peart who lashes out, not the fan. I couldn't help but wonder - could the situation have ended with far better outcome not just for the fan, but for Peart if he had just taken 15 seconds to sign the mans LPs and say thanks for traveling all that way?
You could bet though if the situation were a lots of empty seats and horrible record sales over the years, the policy may be a bit different today. Does anyone else whiff the distinct stink of "Hogwash-Ode-De-Double-Standard" in the air?
As another reviewer noted, NP complains incessantly about traffic, drivers, cities, bugs, food, parties, being asked about his profession, set lengths, electronics, show times, and fans all the way through well past the last truck carrying light rigging disappears far over the horizon.
One can't help but think, maybe it is time to put down the sticks and call it a day.
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