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3.0

I remember the months I lived in Belfast back in 2009 and feasted on British tabloid gossip as the first time I stumbled upon the many disasters of the life of Russell Brand. By then he was clear of drug and sex addiction, always highly eloquent and quite funny, yet I couldn't help but have an underlying dislike for him. To me, he gave off the aura of a walking STI. Having read these memoirs I understand why. It's a small miracle Brand is still alive; both physically and career-wise.
It's an ok read, but my expectation of maybe finding some sort of sympathy for Brand's egomaniacal behaviour was entirely quashed.