I just finished reading Dean Wareham‘s memoir, Black Postcards. Highly recommended. Dean gives an honest look at his life, from childhood to Galaxie 500 and then onward to Luna. Dean certainly didn’t hold back on any punches. It paints a career that when it was high, it was okay, and when it was low, it could only go lower.
There’s drugs, there’s cheating, there’s sold out shows and shows that bomb. Throughout it all, Wareham doesn’t make being in a rock and roll band seem glamorous. With each minor success there ‘s little time to enjoy it as it seems like everything is about to fall apart at any given moment.
I’ve posted an MP3 of each of Dean’s projects. If I were you, I’d gobble down every record he’s even looked at.