9 Guitar Hero Autobiographies
![Slash - Slash](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/512c8d63b91e00c17da3936dbbaf2068-320-80.jpg)
Slash - Slash
Whether he’s squirting arterial blood over Izzy Stradlin’s bathroom, firing a .44 Magnum through
his ceiling, drunk- driving at 90mph or running naked across an Arizona golf course to escape his hallucinations of the alien from Predator, the mad hatter spares no details of his late- 80s smack habit. Oh, and he plays a bit of guitar, too.
![Ace Frehley - No Regrets](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/dd98731e12f4363a7b70c6ca5c495489-320-80.jpg)
Ace Frehley - No Regrets
A toe-curling tragi-comedy in which the KISS Spaceman is punched out by promoters, catches pubic lice, slides into addiction cliché and celebrates his firing from the line-up with a car chase that ends with him spread-eagled at police gunpoint. No Regrets, Ace? Seriously...?
![Mick Mars - The Dirt](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/8e72b11512c0d7da39d787eb70d7c5e3-320-80.jpg)
Mick Mars - The Dirt
The Crüe’s ‘quiet one’ raises hell across Neil Strauss’s notorious tome, peaking when he roams the streets of Tokyo, blind-drunk, with his pants around his ankles, snapping at tourists in a Godzilla mask. “I thought I was so funny...” he cringes.
![Dave Navarro - Don't Try This At Home](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/1f7a0fdf7ca3ac943af62e4b3619f09e-320-80.jpg)
Dave Navarro - Don't Try This At Home
Following the Jane’s Addiction guitarist for a year, Neil Strauss is the fly on Hollywood’s filthiest wall, documenting all the hangers-on and dead-eyed models who blow through Navarro’s mansion.
![Kurt Cobain - Journals](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/8f9953f6ab32948b5daae7a0b8a68754-320-80.jpg)
Kurt Cobain - Journals
Less memoir, more scrapbook, this posthumous 2002 release reproduces the scathing letters, embryonic lyrics and jet-black cartoons that Cobain scribbled on notebooks and hotel stationery as he neared his suicide.
![Gregg Allman - My Cross To Bear](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/74bee6a3db99198e34c0be3729963edf-320-80.jpg)
Gregg Allman - My Cross To Bear
By two, his father has been gunned down. By eight, he’s being beaten with coat hangers at military school. By the 70s, he’s bouncing between a smack habit and alcoholism, and mourning the fatal bike crash of brother Duane. Thankfully, Allman spins his yarn with the easy humour of a Southern barfly nursing a bottle of moonshine.
![Ronnie Wood - Ronnie](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/20dd68aee3cc9f3110a93439ba781f96-320-80.jpg)
Ronnie Wood - Ronnie
Anything Keef can do, Ron can do almost as well, and this 2007 memoir follows the Stones man from water-gypsy roots to standing on the world’s biggest stages, playing ‘spot the tits’. The only tragedy is that it was published before he started bedding the Russian cocktail waitresses...
![Sammy Hagar - Red](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/cca083873823c0df578303b44539883f-320-80.jpg)
Sammy Hagar - Red
The Chickenfoot man is compelling on his “bone- f**king-poor” childhood and “alcoholic madman” father, but it’s his potshots at Eddie Van Halen that make Red a set text. “Hunched over like a little old man,” writes Hagar, “missing a number of teeth... he looked like he hadn’t bathed in a week.”
![Keith Richards - Life](https://cdn.mos.cms.futurecdn.net/a156c4577aded9caf8eb545c65fa86b6-320-80.jpg)
Keith Richards - Life
The great Keef’s 2010 autobiography was miraculous for two reasons. First, because it finally lifted the lid on the antics of rock’s gold-standard rogue, following him through a lifetime of heroin binges, mafia run-ins, court cases, punch-ups and arson, with frequent asides on the size of Mick Jagger’s tackle. And second, because the sozzled Stone was actually able to remember it.