Nikki Sixx's "The Heroin Diaries"

The greatest rock 'n' roll tell-all? That's easy. Motley Crue's The Dirt, especially the first 250 pages. The band's collective disregard for human life and adventures in drug-hoovering is shocking, atrocious, criminal. But unlike 99-percent of showbiz tell-alls, the boys are brutally honest in their excess. Tommy is the horny monkey boy, Vince is the cold-blooded ladykiller, Mick is a homunculitic outcast -- but the surprise is the smarts and storytelling verve of bassist Nikki Sixx, who reveals that he actually DIED from a heroin overdose, but managed to fight the white light and return.

Anyway, this Sept. 18, Sixx will publish a sorta-sequel to The Dirt called The Heroin Diaries: A Year in the Life of a Shattered Rock Star. There's also an accompanying soundtrack. They've sent me the disc and parts of the book. Shocking, atrocious, criminal. Here we go again.

If you want to read a disturbing excerpt of the new book -- in which he does REALLY BAD THINGS with former Prince flame Vanity -- click on the link just below.

Vanity came and went during different periods of my addiction. She was a wild chick who had sung with Prince; she'd also been his lover for a while. At the time I thought of Vanity as a disposable human being, like a used needle. Once its purpose was fulfilled it was ready for the trash, only to be dug up if you were really desperate.

Maybe the manner in which I'd met Vanity should have told me this was to be no normal relationship. Back in '86 I used to hang out with a guy named Pete; in fact, he was semi-living in my house. Pete was a six-foot-six cross between Keith Richards and Herman Munster and looked like the coolest rock star around, except that he couldn't play sh--. We used to sit in my house watching TV and snorting coke and pointing out girls that we'd like to [date]. Then I'd phone the Motley office and they'd get us the girls numbers so we could call them. It was a sick lil' game we played...never really realizing we were playing with people's lives.

We saw Vanity on MTV, and when Pete said, "Dude, that's Prince's old girl," I said, "Excellent, he'd got a tiny d---." The office rang Vanity and arranged for us to meet. She opened the door naked, with her eyes going around in her head. Somehow I had a feeling that we just might hit it off.

Comments

[SoManyJs]

Great. Now I have to spend the next month and half sleeping outside my local Barnes & Noble store. Thanks for nothing, Daly!

[Chris]

A soundtrack to the book too? Sounds awesome.