If Nikki Sixx was once rock's enfant terrible - a drug-taking, alcohol-guzzling loudmouth - he has now transformed himself into a big-hearted, philanthropic, sober middle-aged man who has just as many problems and shortcomings as the rest of us. His new book includes not only photographs but stories, anecdotes, memories, and cautionary tales about life as a rock star, son, and parent.
Sixx was a hardcore addict for many years.
When he got sober about eight years ago, he replaced pushing down on a syringe full of junk with pushing down on the buttons on cameras.
The Motley Crue bassist was born Frank Feranna and grew up in Seattle. He moved to Los Angeles at age 17, and he talks about those moments in his book. He talks about a sister, who suffered with severe physical handicaps
died; he talks about parents who all but abandoned him; and he talked about finding and ultimately losing the love of his life:
tattoo artist Kat Von D.
Sixx may not be John Steinbeck, but he is honest and has lived a remarkable life. He's out there trying to keep his own family together - he's a father - and is a big cheerleader for all the little people and outsiders in the world. He doesn't hold much back here, and for all of those who only knew him as the man holding down the bottom end in Motley Crue, this is definitely worth reading.