If Stephen Pearcy comes off as a brash, loudmouthed, ego-crazy rock musician on these pages, that's because he was one. As the leader of Ratt, he was opinionated, obnoxious and always felt like he was on the top of the totem pole. But maybe that's what it took for him to front a successful rock band in the '80s.

Though Pearcy and his Ratt-mates didn't bring anything especially new or special to the genre of hair metal, they did have success and their time in the limelight. In this memoir, the singer talks about those experiences. He outlines the early days and how the band eventually signed a major label deal and found popularity with the release of their first album.

As the title suggests, this is really more about Pearcy's exploits in bed than it is about his time behind a microphone. He recounts his lost adventures picking up women and even keeping a file on them. Along the way, he fell into drug and alcohol abuse and eventually became a hardcore heroin junkie (smoking it).

In those moments when he's willing to pull back the curtains, you get a sense of who he is. But most of the time, he's either bragging or complaining about his sexual and addictive exploits and rarely apologizing for them. Still, there are some illuminating moments here if you ever wanted to know what went on in the mind of an '80s rock singer.