Sing Backwards and Weep: The Sunday Times Bestseller

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I was stunned how raw, non-sugar coated and bluntly honest the book was. Written as if your talking to him. Hij heeft zo mooie muziek gemaakt, zo goede nummers, het is vreemd dat we hem nooit meer zullen horen of zien. Lanegan was a prime candidate for becoming a compulsive user, but it’s not until late in the book that we learn of the gruelling array of traumatic abuse he experienced as a boy, which explains the deep well of rage that ran through his psyche and why he was thrilled eventually to find a numbing substance that dulled his painful memories. Es un libro donde el cantante se desnuda sentimentalmente y vivimos de primera mano como es la vida de un yonki. Especialmente trágicos los capítulos donde vemos como otros cantantes y amigos famosos como Kurt Kobain o Layne Stanley van muriendo mientras Lanegan se queda solo dentro de la espiral de droga que lo empuja cada vez más hacia abajo. El final del libro con un Lanegan deambulando por Londres, enfermo y estafado por camellos de baja estofa o durmiendo con vagabundos es especialmente dramático. Menos mal que al final pudo escapar de todo eso y entregarnos unos discos fantásticos. Un superviviente que regresa del infierno.

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My entire childhood, my mother, who, unbelievably, worked as a college lecturer of early childhood education, had been a wholly detestable, damaged witch,” he writes. The parts on Kurt's and Layne's deaths are beyond heart-rending and there's plenty of stuff in the book regarding their friendships that I didn't know (which are not necessarily sad).Mark Lanegan went from idolizing to The Gun Club's Jeffrey Lee Pierce to receiving the friendship of the man himself. Jeffrey wanted to form a new band for which he would play guitar and Mark would sing. Mark did not believe that he could possibly be the star of any show that included Jeffrey. Mark was devastated when Jeffrey passed away soon afterward.

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Mark Lanegan takes us on a journey from his troubled childhood to the drug-filled streets of Seattle in the early days of grunge. Mark Lanegan was born in Ellensburg, Washington on November 25, 1964. As a teenager, Markwas obliged to complete community service hours at his local library, where he wanked off in the restroom bidaily. Needless to say, libraries have always had a special place in Mark's heart due to his "nasty librarian" fetish. It is absolutely insane to think that Markwitnessed an early incarnation of Nirvana perform at the Ellensburg Public Library. Their concert was shut down after only three or four songs. After the show, Kurt told Markthat he was a big fan of his. Two weeks later, Krist Novoselic phoned Markto ask if he could join Screaming Trees. Layne Staley and Mark once allowed a woman to drink water they had used to clean their dirty needles But it was the fear of showing my true heart, at times either so full it might burst or so empty I could cry, that hounded me most viciously. […] There had been a perpetual war between myself and the costume of persona I’d donned as a youngster and then worn my entire life. Petrified that someone might discover who I really was: merely a child inside the body of an adult. A boy playacting a man. My lifelong hard-ass exterior and, underneath that, ironclad interior were all an intricately constructed, carefully cultivated, and fiercely guarded sham. I was, in reality, driven by what I’d heard referred to in rehab all those years ago as “a thousand forms of fear”. Sadly, somewhere deep in my soul, I knew that was probably me."I take no joy in stating this, being no stranger to addiction myself... and Mark Lanegan having been a hero of mine since 1992... a position he no longer occupies, for a couple of reasons.

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This book chronicles about a decade in Lanegan’s life in Seattle and abroad — from the mid-80s onward — in ultra-high definition, and if you’re looking for detailed retellings of sordid scenes with some of the key characters from that highly romanticised time in popular music, there are certainly plenty of those. Have I scared you away? Don't let that be: if the 90s Seattle music scene moved you, this is the Genesis of its Bible. A Seattle that no longer exists, for good in some regards, but deeply awful in others. I'm glad I knew it when and left before the city became what it is now. You will meet nearly everyone from that bygone era here, in grand and tragic style. Mark's stories are gritty, arch, fascinating and not a punch is pulled. With great skill, he renders long-ago memories in vivid three-dimensional scenes that perfectly capture who he was then and why he acted how he did in the moment. Only occasionally does he allow a modicum of present-tense wisdom to enter into the narrative and, when deployed economically, it becomes brutally effective. Interesting how Mark described his running out patience of embarrassment he experienced on stage with the Trees... Yet inflicted the embarrassment to himself everyday on the streets.By the time so-called grunge hit mainstream, I was living abroad, and then married, overseas again, then graduate school, and I just lost the thread of those days, those friends. This was years before Facebook, so I was only tangentially aware of albums, the European tours, hit single from the movie Singles. The bewilderment and grief of Cobain's suicide was felt alone, in Ohio, strangely detached from the plaid, the boots, the rain and drear of the Pacific Northwest.

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Lanegan se na rečima uredno stidi i kaje, ali čini mi se istovremeno i ponosi ekstremima sranja koja je pravio. Utisak mi je da baš pokušava da me navuče na priču i proda mi ... nešto. Sebe? Mark was lead singer of the Screaming Trees, a second-tier grunge band that was perpetually in the shadows of other more popular bands like Nirvana and Alice in Chains. Mark was close friends with the lead singers of these bands--Kurt Cobain and Layne Staley. All three were terrible drug fiends. Somehow Mark is the only survivor. Wat een junk was Mark Lanegan. Nietsontziend beschrijft hij zijn verslaving, de mensen die hij teleurgesteld heeft, de kansen die hij heeft laten gaan. De situaties zijn soms zodanig absurd dat het je tot in je diepste grijpt: hoe kan een mens met zoveel talent zo laag zinken? Lanegan defines himself here – and I don’t know the alternative if there is one – as a hardcore junkie. He opens with a description of the day (or is it one of many?) when he got busted. He describes his descent into drugs, some music, occasional transactional sex, and more drugs. I've been into the music of Screaming Trees for years. They were definitely my favorite Washington band of the 90s. I owned albums by Soundgarden, Pearl Jam, Nirvana, Alice In Chains, Mother Love Bone, etc--but Screaming Trees were the band that I took to the most from that state. I'm not entirely sure why. Until just recently, I wasn't even aware that the guitar player Gary Lee Conner had been the main song writer for the majority of their existence. I always did like the overall mood of the music though. They seemed to shirk the stereotypical formula of a lot of so-called "Alternative" bands. They had a strong 60s Psychedelic vibe, but an equally strong 80s Post-Punk vibe as well. Lanegan's voice and lyrics have always resonated with me. I have had their songs show up in my dreams more than once. Not too terribly long ago, I awoke with the song Shadow Of The Season in my head. Now I realize that song was really about Lanegan's substance abuse. This book details how bad that abuse was.When I first learned what this story of Mark Lanegan’s early years in music would entail, I couldn’t help but think of Bob Mould’s own autobiography, See A Little Light, and all of its recriminations and petty swipes at his ex-bandmates in Hüsker Dü. But at least I can understand Mould’s bitterness, if not accept or agree with it, because it comes from a place of passion — a band that he and his former musical compadres wanted to be in, music they wanted to make, and then life and its complication sours the milk.