Fiona Chapman

I read a lot of memoirs, especially celebrity memoirs. This book is not great, it is probably the least engaging autobiography I've ever attempted to read. It should have been brilliantly entertaining but it isn't. Although there are details about Richards' life such as the drugs, music, key relationships etc that we would expect to be there, it is written with no sense of audience or purpose, no real attempt to engage. It is hard work to read with little reward. The photos are worth a look. Again there could have been more of these. And there are some brief moments of humour and details about song writing which readers may find interesting. I could not finish it and I doubt I will try again in the future. It just isn't enjoyable to read.