Overall I liked it, even though it took me months to read. The beginning was very tedious. It seemed like I was reading an encyclopedia. Lots of names, dates, places, bands who played that he saw, things he did as a child, plus throw in some British word choices that I am unfamiliar with and I just wasn’t into it. When it finally got to a point in time that I actually knew about Phil Collins and Genesis it got much better. Maybe because I did know that music and was a big fan of it or maybe it just got better.

I can’t say there were any great revelations or juicy bits that you might think you’d find in a musician’s memoir. He wasn’t a druggie or cheater (for the most part). This was not sex, drugs, and rock n roll. Just rock n roll. I’m glad. What it was seemed more like a telling of all the good in his life, mainly his career and, even though he was married and divorced 3 times, his kids and his family really mean the world to him. Funny how it wasn’t until he decided to retire in his mid-50s that having so much time on his hands he became an alcoholic. As well, his body began falling apart. Deaf in one ear, no feeling or strength in one hand, back surgery, fractured ankle, brittle bones, plus pancreatitis from drinking. It actually amazes me that he is out touring right now. I just can’t imagine he has much left to give.

I hope Phil Collins gets the happy ending he is looking for.