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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.

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Often squawk-out-loud funny and unexpectedly lyrical in places.

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A brutally honest and self-aware life story that lays bare the dark side of fame.

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A pick-me-up holiday read.

Irish Times
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Moby’s impressively vivid turn of phrase and his post-recovery willingness to show himself in the harshest of lights . . . is compelling testimony from someone who, finally, knows exactly who he is.

Victoria Segal, Sunday Times
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Reveals Moby to be a compelling storyteller, wholly likeable, self-depreciating, funny and someone who wholeheartedly holds himself responsible for the situations he finds himself in. The beautiful but banal celebrity world has rarely been so honestly portrayed. Another triumph.

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