Then It Fell Apart
The hotly-anticipated second volume of Moby’s memoirs after Porcelain: a celebrity car crash of epic proportions after the release of PLAY.
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What do you do when you realise you have everything you think you’ve ever wanted but still feel completely empty? What do you do when it all starts to fall apart? The second volume of Moby’s extraordinary life story is a journey into the dark heart of fame and the demons that lurk just beneath the bling and bluster of the celebrity lifestyle.
In summer 1999, Moby released the album that defined the millennium, PLAY. Like generation-defining albums before it, PLAY was ubiquitous, and catapulted Moby to superstardom. Suddenly he was hanging out with David Bowie and Lou Reed, Christina Ricci and Madonna, taking esctasy for breakfast (most days), drinking litres of vodka (every day), and sleeping with super models (infrequently). It was a diet that couldn’t last. And then it fell apart.
The second volume of Moby’s memoir is a classic about the banality of fame. It is shocking, riotously entertaining, extreme, and unforgiving. It is unedifying, but you can never tear your eyes away from the page.
So relentless in its depiction of his endless debauch that readers might need their own mental detox. It is, however, elevated by Moby’s impressively vivid turn of phrase and hispost-recovery willingness to show himself in the harshest of lights as he slides from life and soul to black hole. The voice of a degeneration, this book is compelling testimony from someone who, finally, knows exactly who he is.
Often squawk-out-loud funny and unexpectedly lyrical in places [ ... ] Unsurprisingly, this morality tale, in which fame and money fix nothing and, indeed, make a lot of things worse, all ends in AA: you could read these memoirs as part of the 12-step amends making process.
As the young Moby falls in love with music, his older self is falling apart [ ... ] He craved fame, but when he got it, it didn’t make him happy. It’s a tale as old as the music industry.
A brutally honest and self-aware life story that lays bare the dark side of fame.
Somehow this chronicle of a long, dark night of the soul also involves funny stories involving Trump, Putin, and a truly baffling array of degenerates.
Can't put it down. Honest, heartbreaking and really funny.
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