The year 2007 had its share of celebrity addiction and drug abuse stories. Babyshambles front man, Pete Doherty, and funky jazz singer, Amy Winehouse, both got plenty of press for their addiction struggles. The Mitchell Report, the document that named over 80 major league baseball players as steroid users, was released in December. Another drug-related story of the year was the September publication of The Heroin Diaries, Nikki Sixx’s extraordinary autobiography that follows a hellish year and then some during his addiction to heroin and cocaine, and his life with Mötley Cruë.
Sixx begins with an introduction that includes an alternative medical dictionary written by Lemmy of Motörhead (“Depression: When everything you laugh at is miserable and you can’t seem to stop,” Or “Psychosis: When everybody turns into tiny dolls and they have needles in their mouths and they hate you and you don’t care because you have THE KNIFE!”).
He also lists a cast of characters - those who were part of his life at the time: former drug buddy Vanity, his mother, his grandfather, former managers and recording label reps, his ex Hell’s Angel security chief, and his Cruë: Mick Mars, Tommy Lee, and Vince Neil.
The timeline for the Diaries is December 1986 to December 1987. As if flaunting his precarious self-esteem to the fates, Sixx begins the journaling at Christmas, one of the most emotionally fragile times of the year. As one might think, his mood isn’t the greatest, and it never improves much during the course of the next year.
It gets much worse.
The entries are not all invites to a slammin’ pity party, though. Sometimes the writing is boastful, whether about how great a particular show was or how much Jack Daniels everyone just drank. Other times Sixx is just chronicling events and attitudes. From June 1987:
The Rolling Stone writer is hanging around asking us questions. I wish he would leave us alone. He doesn’t know shit about rock ‘n roll. The same typical stupid questions: how many girls do we fuck? How much do we party? No questions about music, spirit, lyrics, soul, no questions about the Dolls or Angus Young, just the same old bubblegum magazine bullshit.
Sprinkled throughout the book are mention of musicians and celebrities that were part of Sixx’s world. Of Gene Simmons he says, “But I can’t possibly like him as much as he likes himself. That would be impossible.” There’s also an answering machine message from Steven Tyler, “…asking if I was OK. So weird – this guy who I idolized as a kid is looking out for me as if he is my dad. Which is more than my dad ever did…”
Article comments
1 - Seth
ive allready read this book, and thought it was rediculously good and disturbing at the same time. but i have to say, if i hadnt read the book allready and only read your review,it would undoubtedly force me to go out and read this book. great work.