Friday, April 8, 2011
BOOK REVIEW: “JUST KIDS” by Patti Smith
"JUST KIDS" paints these two as the ultimate risk-taking bohemians, and what sleazy New York City life was like in the pre-punk rock intersections of art and music, even when dirt-poor. Wildly fun if you were in the right places - like living in the Chelsea Hotel down the hall from eccentric oddball music curator Harry Smith, as these two were. I admire Patti Smith's modesty about herself and her development - she truly comes across as a wonderful person who has probably meant a great deal to the people in her life. I quibble a bit with some of the namedropping of famous acquaintances like William S. Burroughs and Janis Joplin, which seem a little perfunctory, but granted, meeting your heroes must've been a pretty big thrill - I just wish she'd balanced the book a little with more true tales of non-famous friends and acquiantances. In the next book, perhaps. I hope she has a few more in her - she's lived quite a life.