The Dirt: Confessions of the World's Most Notorious Rock Band

The Dirt: Confessions of the World's Most Notorious Rock Band

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Celebrate thirty years of the world's most notorious rock band with the deluxe collectors' edition of The Dirt—the outrageous, legendary, no-holds-barred autobiography of Mötley Crüe. Fans have gotten glimpses into the band's crazy world of backstage scandals, celebrity love affairs, rollercoaster drug addictions, and immortal music in Mötley Crüe books like Tommyland and The Heroin Diaries, but now the full spectrum of sin and success by Tommy Lee, Nikki Sixx, Vince Neil, and Mick Mars is an open book in The Dirt. Even fans already familiar with earlier editions of the bestselling exposé will treasure this gorgeous deluxe edition. Joe Levy at Rolling Stone calls The Dirt "without a doubt . . . the most detailed account of the awesome pleasures and perils of rock & roll stardom I have ever read. It is completely compelling and utterly revolting."

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ISBN-13: 9780062209818
Publisher: HarperCollins Publishers
Publication date: 07/01/2014
Format: NOOK Book
Pages: 448
Sales rank: 5,426
File size: 11 MB
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About the Author

Mötley Crüe is Nikki Sixx, Vince Neil, Mick Mars, and Tommy Lee. Multiplatinum recording artists, international rock stars, and legendary raconteurs, Mötley Crüe defined a generation.

Born Frank Feranna, Nikki Sixx grew up in Seattle and moved to Los Angeles at the age of seventeen. There, in 1981, he became the bassist for Mötley Crüe, the legendary rock band he started with Vince Neil, Mick Mars, and Tommy Lee. Today he is the New York Times bestselling author of The Heroin Diaries and This Is Gonna Hurt, and a coauthor of the Mötley Crüe book, The Dirt. Nikki Sixx is also a nationally syndicated radio host of Sixx Sense, writer, artist, photographer, and still loyal member of the Crüe.

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Chapter One


Of and concerning the first house, wherein Tommy is
caught with his knickers down and his baubles in a hole;
Nikki is set on fire to the eminent displeasure of the carpet;
Vince covets narcotics on the person of David Lee Roth;
and Mick maintains a righteous and bemused distance.

Her name was Bullwinkle. We called her that because she had a face like a moose. But Tommy, even though he could get any girl he wanted on the Sunset Strip, would not break up with her. He loved her and wanted to marry her, he kept telling us, because she could spray her cum across the room.

Unfortunately, it wasn't just cum she sent flying around the house. It was dishes, clothes, chairs, fists -- basically anything within reach of her temper. Up until then, and I'd lived in Compton, I'd never seen anyone get that violent. One wrong word or look would cause her to explode in a jealous rage. One night, Tommy tried to keep her away by jamming the door to the house shut -- the lock was long since broken from being repeatedly kicked in by the police -- and she grabbed a fire extinguisher and threw it through the plate-glass window to get inside. The police returned later that night and drew their guns on Tommy while Nikki and I hid in the bathroom. I'm not sure which we were more scared of: Bullwinkle or the cops.

We never repaired the window. That would have been too much work. People would pour into the house, located near the Whisky A Go-Go, for after-hours parties, either through the broken window or the warped, rotting brown front door, which would only stay closed if we folded apiece of cardboard and wedged it underneath. I shared a room with Tommy while Nikki, that fucker, got the big room to himself. When we moved in, we agreed to rotate and every month a different person would get the solo room. But it never happened. It was too much work.

It was 1981, and we were broke, with one thousand seven-inch singles that our manager had pressed for us and a few decimated possessions to our name. In the front room sat one leather couch and a stereo that Tommy's parents had given him for Christmas. The ceiling was covered with small round dents because every time the neighbors complained about the noise, we'd retaliate by pounding on the ceiling with broom handles and guitar necks. The carpet was filthy with alcohol, blood, and cigarette burns, and the walls were scorched black.

The place was crawling with vermin. If we ever wanted to use the oven, we had to leave it on high for a good ten minutes to kill the regiments of roaches crawling around inside. We couldn't afford pesticides, so to exterminate the roaches on the walls we would take hair spray, hold a lighter to the nozzle, and torch the bastards. Of course, we could afford (or afford to steal) important things like hair spray, because you had to have your hair jacked up if you wanted to make the rounds at the clubs.

The kitchen was smaller than a bathroom, and just as putrid. In the fridge there'd usually be some old tuna fish, beer, Oscar Mayer bologna, expired mayonnaise, and maybe hot dogs if it was the beginning of the week and we'd either stolen them from the liquor store downstairs or bought them with spare money. Usually, though, Big Bill, a 450-pound biker and bouncer from the Troubadour (who died a year later from a cocaine overdose), would come over and eat all the hot dogs. We'd be too scared to tell him it was all we had.

There was a couple who lived down the street and felt sorry for us, so every now and then they'd bring over a big bowl of spaghetti. When we were really hard up, Nikki and I would date girls who worked in grocery stores just for the free food. But we always bought our own booze. It was a matter of pride.

In the kitchen sink festered the only dishes we owned: two drinking glasses and one plate, which we'd rinse off now and then. Sometimes there was enough crud caked on the plate to scrape a full meal from, and Tommy wasn't above doing that. Whenever the trash piled up, we'd open the small sliding door in the kitchen and throw it onto the patio. In theory, the patio would have been a nice place, the size of a barbecue and a chair, but instead there were bags of beer cans and booze bottles piled up so high that we'd have to hold back the trash to keep it from spilling into the house every time we opened the door. The neighbors complained about the smell and the rats that had started swarming all over our patio, but there was no way we were touching it, even after the Los Angeles Department of Health Services showed up at our door with legal papers requiring us to clean the environmental disaster we had created.

Our bathroom made the kitchen look immaculate in comparison. In the nine or so months we lived there, we never once cleaned the toilet. Tommy and I were still teenagers: We didn't know how. There would be tampons in the shower from girls the night before, and the sink and mirror were black with Nikki's hair dye. We couldn't afford -- or were too lazy to afford -- toilet paper, so there'd be shit-stained socks, band flyers, and pages from magazines scattered across the floor. On the back of the door was a poster of Slim Whitman. I'm not sure why.

Outside the bathroom, a hallway led to two bedrooms. The hall carpet was spotted with charred footprints because we'd rehearse for our live shows by setting Nikki on fire, and the lighter fluid always ended up running down his legs.

The Dirt. Copyright © by Tommy Lee. Reprinted by permission of HarperCollins Publishers, Inc. All rights reserved. Available now wherever books are sold.

Table of Contents

Part 1The Motley House1
Part 2Born Too Loose9
Part 3Toast Of The Town43
Part 4Shout At The Devil81
Part 5Save Our Souls123
Part 6Girls, Girls, Girls159
Part 7Some Of Our Best Friends Are Drug Dealers173
Part 8Some Of Our Best Friends Were Drug Dealers209
Part 9Don't Go Away Mad241
Part 10Without You285
Part 11The Guns, The Women, The Ego333
Part 12Hollywood Ending399

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The Dirt: Confessions of the World's Most Notorious Rock Band 4.7 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 190 reviews.
AdamGis More than 1 year ago
I was a Crue fan growing up as a kid, and fell out of them in later years. Later on, I always got the feeling that these guys were scumbags. After reading "The Dirt", my suspicions were confirmed. These guys ARE scumbags...just really interesting scumbags.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book is narley. From the bands wild parties. To all the drugs, girls, and rock. This book tells all Motley Crues deepest secrets. Nikki Sixx had a drug over dose. It includes Tommy Lee's crazy ways. I have read this a couple times. this book reveals everything. This is one of the best bands and best story. I recommend this book to anyone who likes a incredible journey. I love the book. I Recommoend this to any one.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I love this was a fun book with a lot of insite to songs and the band. I really liked the way they covered the same situation from each members point of view. I would highly recommend this book!
M-VanPort More than 1 year ago
Written as a collection of stories spanning the career of one of the most out of control bands ever, The Dirt, was amazingly enjoyable to read, covering everything from band member's humble beginnings, to outrageous tour stories, to Nikki Sixx dying (twice). This book was a no holds barred glimpse into the rock 'n' roll of days since passed. One notable aspect of the book is that while it is written as different stories, rather than one flowing story line, almost every one of these tales is told from multiple perspectives. This is something that I personally enjoyed, because more often than not, a different view on that story served to draw me as a reader deeper in. However this is at times also the book's downfall, as it can feel like the same thing is being rehashed over and over. In the end though, this small flaw can be forgiven simply because of the outrageousness of the narrative. I also feel as though The Dirt benefited from the fact that Neil Strauss co-wrote the book. To me this allowed for a well written piece, which because of Strauss' status as only a co-writer also let the story come from the mouths of those who lived it. Looking back on the book I find that there was never a time where I felt as though it wasn't worth reading, and as such would recommend this to all fans of rock 'n' roll.
jlp More than 1 year ago
This book is great as it is written by the band members themselves. By the end of the book you really get a good idea of what these people are really like. It's funny, gross, honest and sad. I enjoyed it.
NEAAAAA More than 1 year ago
This book takes you on a trip with Motely Crue from when they were just children practicing in garages to making it big. From the dirtiest parts to the most heart breaking parts of each member of the band. The story of this great band is told in detail from each band member; Vince Neil, Nikki Sixx, Mick Mars, and Tommy Lee. They started out playing at little clubs in L.A. and became one of the most notorious bands from that scene. The Crue lead a crazy lifestyle. It also talked about all the crude things the Crue did to groupies. Nikki shot up daily, Vince was an alcoholic, Mick nobody really knew what he did, and Tommy was like the little kid of the group. Tommy and Nikki together were like the terror twins. They wreaked havoc on everything in their path. The bands life was a constant party, which began digging them in a deep hole of hard drug addiction and alcohol addiction. After a horrible accident Vince was sent to rehab and practically alienated from the group. The band began acting hypocritical to Vince after rehab about his drinking and partying. It angered Vince until he left the band. And while separated from the band Vince went through many hard times with his wife they divorced and shortly after he lost his daughter to cancer. After the band lost Vince, horrible mud slinging occurred between the band and Vince. The Crue gets another lead singer and tries to continue on, but they hit rock bottom. Their music was no longer on the top of the charts, their record label tries to make them quit, and rehab. Tommy ended up going to jail because of problems between him and Pamela. People were no longer interested in the band; the band wasn't the real Motley Crue without Vince. And nobody wanted to see the new Crue. After awhile Vince joins back up with the band and they go on a sober tour, one thing the band never thought would happen. Tommy and Nikki continued argue and play dirty tricks on Vince. And Vince continued the same. Eventually the band went their separate ways and settled with their families. Overall I liked this book it was a big page-turner. And I can't stand reading. This book gave me a whole new view on one of my favorite 80's bands and the hard and dark times they experienced as a band. It gave me an insight on some of their songs. I think some of the things they did to people were very very crude, but I didn't expect much more from a band this big. They could get away with practically anything they wanted to. It's just wild from all the partying, concerts, drugs and overdoses I just wonder how these four men are still alive. I do suggest that if you are a rock lover or a Motley Crue fan, that you read this book. You'll love it, seriously.
Job-For-A-Rimboy More than 1 year ago
Motley Crue's The Dirt is a detailed autobiography of one the worlds most notorious rock bands. This book looks into the lives of all the band members at their best and worst times. See inside Tommy Lee and Pamela Anderson's marriage, Nikki Sixx struggling with the heroine addiction that killed him, Vince Neil dealing with his daughters' death from cancer, and Mick Mars discovering the disease that will haunt him for the rest of his life. Sex, Drugs and Rock N' Roll are definitely themes that are present in the book and is no better defined than that of Motley Crue.
Anonymous 8 months ago
Brutally honest book! Love it!
Anonymous 9 months ago
Saw the movie first and it was really good. The book is even better :)
Anonymous 11 months ago
A real page turner. As raunchy as they were bitd they were also human. This book highlights both. A must read for any Crue fan.
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Anonymous 11 months ago
Very good read. Obviously they have a persona that they still need to maintain, but reading this and watching the biopic has reignited my love for the Crue!
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Great read
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This book is a great read for a Crue fan.
sbenne3 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Who doesn't enjoy an autobiography ?? To say gritty would be a huge understatement. This book is a look into the life of a rock band that will forever alter my view on rock stars. Believe it or not, there are actually some very touching parts to the story. I felt connected to each of the band members for different reasons. I also enjoyed how they described the music industry based on the success of your most current project - inetersting. One of those books that I will list as a guilty pleasure and would not recommend to my mom !!!
KatherineGregg on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I was not a fan of Motley Crue before I read the book and I like them even less now. But read the book cover to cover I did. I read Nikki Sixx's Heroin Diaries earlier and thought it was interesting (I like reading about recovery). Sixx came off as intelligent and sympathetic. I take that all back now. The Dirt exposed the band members, with the exception of Mick Mars, as hedonistic, irresponsible, womanizing addicts. The thought of Vince Neil getting a little jail time for killing a passenger while driving drunk is beyond me. Sure, he seems sorry that he killed his buddy, but he continues to go on with life drinking alcoholically as though the jail sentence meant nothing. The degree of drinking, drugging, womanizing and just plain bad behavior was so out of control that it was difficult to read. But read I did. I used to work for Frederick's of Hollywood on Hollywood Boulevard back in the early 90s. Motley Crue girlfriends and wives (Pamela Anderson, Brandi Brandt) used to model for us and so the band would make their way into the corporate office for the photo shoots. I didn't pay much attention to them because I didn't like their music, image or reputation. I still don't but have some kind of weird fascination with them.
jennyl.keen on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
This book chronicles the members of Motley Crue before, during and after their hayday. Sex, drugs and rock and roll, with all the dirty details.I could not put it down. Prepare to be disgusted and enthralled.
she_climber on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I graduated High School in 1989 as a lover of metal and I grew up on Motley Crue and vaguely remember seeing them in concert at least once for Girls, Girls, Girls. This book was really interesting to find out all that was going on with the band while I was simply listening to the music. I enjoyed the format of the book in which band members each took on a chapter telling stories from their own point of view which was often in direct contradiction with the previous chapter shifting blame to another band member. This was a great way to be a voyeur into the world of Rock n¿ Roll and a fun departure from the types of books I normally read. It¿s made me enjoy some of the classic Cure songs that I have on my ipod so much more.
RockStarNinja on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
EXCELLENT!! I am a huge fan of Motley Crue so naturally I had to read the book and it is one of my all time favorites (I love it so much I my mom found my a 1st ed. hardcover for my b-day one year). Some of the best parts aren't what the band members said, but the outsiders who were looking in. That being said Mick Mars surprisingly had some of the funniest things to say. If you've got some spare time and want some light reading with a little insanity thrown in, grab yourself a copy.
drmarymccormack on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Wow! Pretty explicit and that makes it very interesting! The taco story was outrageous and so is the rest of this book. I grew up in the seventies and eighties and I remember their music but thet weren't really my thing. This book was still hard to put down.
DanaJean on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I'm totally traumatized.How do people live like this and continue to actually be alive? The Dirt is an autobiographical memoir of the rise, fall, rise, fall, fall, fall, fall of one of the biggest rock hair bands ever. Fascinating look into the world of entertainment, I was so disgusted and yet, I couldn't keep from reading it. Honest, brutal and downright pornographic, the level of depravity is beyond depravity. Even depravity is mortified! The fact that we get to see how a situation was viewed through different eyes is interesting--it makes one wonder how eyewitness accounts convict anybody when people perceive things so different. Of course, they view these situations through a thick layer of drugs and alcohol, so, their brains might not be functioning at top speed. Just sayin'. The look back at their childhoods was raw, poignant, emotional and again, honest.There was never a shortage of drugs, booze, sex, ass-kissing, yes-men and groupies--I was disappointed in the girls who gave of themselves and their dignity so willingly. How these women allowed these gnarly brats to humiliate them like trash is beyond my comprehension; their reminisces were the most horrifying and gross tales I have ever heard about what females will do to be with a man.If you would like to read an in-your-face account of what it's like to be a spoiled, catered to, rock star with egos beyond huge, this is your book. You might want to wear full body protection--just reading the book could transmit some goopy disease!Good book. Good luck. God speed. Yikes!
bookworm08 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
I LOVED this book! It sucked me in from the very first page. I couldn't put it down.
worm on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Just as I had imagined this book is chock full of sex drugs and rock n roll -- and not without its reprocussions. A very entertaining read, even for non fans.