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A review by henrymarlene
Face It: A Memoir by Debbie Harry
3.0
Debbie Harry surprised me: “I know there is misogyny and I know there is bias, but I’m more concerned with being good at what I do.” It was very clear in her memoir that she has always been unfazed by the antics of men, their actions almost an utter waste of time to comprehend. Yet she played the game well, again and again, to make it clear of who she is. Debbie Harry was there to do what she wanted to do, and still does so. And she really is a mystery. She provides a compelling and vivid narrative of her life, starting with memories as a 3 month old child to growing up and working in the 70s, 80s, 90s, and beyond.
The book felt like I was chatting with Debbie Harry, having a coffee on the couch with her dogs. Reading this book made me feel like we were chatting about old times, lost loves, maddening situations, sadness, loss and surprises. It was clear though that she is a rather private soul, only telling you only what she wants you to know. And after finishing 'Face It', I realised that it was exactly what I needed to know, and I wasn't left wanting any more from her. Just to replay and sing along to all the songs from Blondie and Debbie Harry on the stereo.
The book felt like I was chatting with Debbie Harry, having a coffee on the couch with her dogs. Reading this book made me feel like we were chatting about old times, lost loves, maddening situations, sadness, loss and surprises. It was clear though that she is a rather private soul, only telling you only what she wants you to know. And after finishing 'Face It', I realised that it was exactly what I needed to know, and I wasn't left wanting any more from her. Just to replay and sing along to all the songs from Blondie and Debbie Harry on the stereo.