Billy idol - dancing with myself

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Dancing with Myself

In this original memoir following Billy Idol from his childhood in England to his fame at the height of the punk-pop revolution, the iconic superstar tells the real story behind the sex, drugs and rock 'n' roll that he is famous for.

A member of the punk rock revolution whose music crossed over into the pop mainstream during the 1980s, Billy Idol is a rock 'n' roll legend. Dancing with Myself will cover the events and the people who shaped his life, his music, and his career, including accounts of his childhood both in England and the U.S., his year at Sussex University, his membership in the Bromley Contingent, his period spent hanging out with the Sex Pistols, his time in Siouxsie and the Banshees, Chelsea, and Generation X. Idol also tackles his successful solo career, which involved collaboration with Steve Stevens and, ultimately, some of the most influential, ground-breaking music videos ever seen on MTV. In Dancing with Myself, Idol renders detailed accounts of his life's highs and lows with the unapologetically in-your-face attitude and exuberance th

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DANCING WITH MYSELF

“I came to New York in the spring of 1981, my Country Gentleman guitar in one hand, a suitcase in the other, the trunk with my pink Elvis ’50s-style jacket and the sum of my effects on my back. Surely this city, with its skyscrapers reaching into the ozone, touching hitherto unknown heights, might welcome yet another stranger in a strange land, one more explorer doing his damndest to act unafraid in the face of his exceedingly uncertain future. The heavens blazed my coming to America that first night with shooting stars and a strange halo effect that may well have been the man in the moon laughing at my audacity.

Some thirty-three years later, I come to you again, with a story to tell. You know me as Billy Idol, the hell-raising rebel who’s lived life to the full—sometimes fuller than life would allow. But I am also William Michael Albert Broad, a working-class kid from the suburbs of London: a dreamer with his nose forever in a book, cursed with feeling too much, dreaming too big, and suffering slights too deeply. Life gave me a golden key when I fel

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Dancing With Myself

August 27, 2022

A few years back when I was single, not a stepfather and had time to write epic reviews of any old thing, I wrote one such review of Duran Duran bassist John Taylor’s autobiography, which said a lot of what I’d otherwise be saying here about Billy Idol’s. Suffice it to say that Billy rocks and his book is a more than decent addition to the growing pantheon of rock autobiographies, a genre which I’d mostly avoided till I read Miles Davis’s great example about five years back, but which I now enjoy more with each one I read.

Of course I’m not gonna try and convince you Billy’s a genius. He had about three, maybe four, great songs (Duran Duran had as many, though not as good), but with at least one (“Rebel Yell”) I think he hit the jackpot – tapped a pure gush of adrenalised airbrushed postpunk futurism which I doubt has been topped. The great thing about his book, though, is that it maps the slow route to that briefly-conquered peak, from an American childhood where he picked up a lifelong love of fifties rock ’n’roll through longhaired dope-smok