Neon Angel: A Memoir of a Runaway
Cherie Currie, Tony O'Neill
during this candid autobiography, Cherie Currie—the unique lead singer of ‘70s teenage all-girl rock band The Runaways—powerfully recounts her years within the band, her friendship with guitarist Joan Jett, and her fight with medicines. An excessive, behind-the-scenes examine rock tune within the gritty, post-glam period, Neon Angel is a must-read for an individual whose middle beats to the rhythm of David Bowie, Suzi Quatro, Nick Gilder, and the intercourse Pistols, and for each fan of the motion picture it encouraged: The Runaways, starring Dakota Fanning and Kristen Stewart as Cherie Currie and Joan Jett.
Blond-streaked hair, darkish eyes that appeared to radiate correct out of her face. She walked over from the sting of the dance ground and stood subsequent to Kim Fowley. She appeared genuine shy, and used to be hiding her face in the back of that lengthy darkish hair. “I’d such as you to fulfill Cherie,” he acknowledged. i used to be approximately to invite him simply how the hell he knew my identify, yet he minimize me off. “Cherie—I’d such as you to fulfill Joan Jett.” Now i used to be inspired. Starstruck, nearly. I had heard Joan Jett’s identify round the scene for what looked like.
She threw me over a automobile to prevent my arguing with Kim, yet then she’d regularly consider bad once you have on your face. She was once no-nonsense, with a center of gold, and in case you couldn’t care for that, then you definately couldn’t take care of Sandy. Jackie used to be the quiet one, at the least at first. She used to be the bookworm, and the brains. actually, Jackie used to be high quality until eventually she opened her mouth. Unfortunately she regularly had whatever to claim, and how during which she acknowledged it used to be often tense. She had a true.
Insignificant. i used to be chatting with the ladies approximately it, at the verge of tears. “When I first met Kim,” Lita acknowledged, “he started out calling me puppy meat. you recognize, I simply took it as a time period of endearment. you recognize? puppy meat, puppy piss, puppy puke . . . He simply has a specific thing approximately canines. You can’t take his shit personally!” I needed to snort. It used to be difficult to imagine that any one during this world—even Kim Fowley—could escape with calling Lita Ford “dog piss” with no getting their face ripped fresh off. I’ll supply Kim.
Dunno”—I sniffed—“I imagine he expects too much of me.” Jackie were listening from around the bus. She placed down her e-book and yelled, “He expects an excessive amount of from we all! It’s what obtained us this a ways! He’s like an Olympic trainer, Cherie—that’s his angle. He’s pushing you—he’s pushing we all. What I’d prefer to recognize is the place all the goddamn funds goes . . .” Lita groaned at this. the cash factor used to be Jackie’s obsession. She observed all the packed homes that we have been enjoying to, and was once.
pay attention, however it used to be an excessive amount of to stick with . . . Donnie used to be asking, “Do you will have a drink, Dad? Are you thirsty?” “Are you hungry?” Marie interrupted. “We have barbecue!” i used to be pulling on my father’s sleeve. “Do you need to opt for a swim? It’ll cool you off!” Dad couldn’t solution, he simply smiled and kissed us, fortunately crushed through all the commotion. He checked out us like he by no means desired to take his eyes off people ever back. He took a step within, and that i stated, “I’ll get your suitcases, Dad!” “Can you.