Reviews

Tony Visconti: The Autobiography: Bowie, Bolan and the Brooklyn Boy by Tony Visconti, Morrissey

jimdunedin's review

4.0

Great and Candid Account

A thorough and entertaining account of a lifetime in music. In particular a long and close association with David Bowie. It's full of music and sound insights as well as his work with a who's who of artists. Well written and entertaining.

stewarthome's review

2.0

I'd recommend this to anyone who wants a primer on corporate ass kissing. Viconti has his tongue so far up the ass of certain living show business figures that his ghost writer's turdy tongue speaks with their voice - and in particular with the inflections of the tedious David Bowie. On the other hand, Marc Bolan is long dead and gets slagged off for being the ego-maniac he so obviously was (although personally I still really dig his super-dumb three chord bop). Reading this rant you can't help thinking that if Bowie had died in a car accident in the seventies and Bolan was still around, then Bowie would be the one being slagged off as the boring prima donna he so obviously is and Visconi's ghost voice would instead be pleasuring Bolan with his verbal rim jobs.