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can chuck ever write anything without portraying himself as a misogynistic fuck head who probably doesn't know or care where the clitoris is?

Chuck this made me hate you but we’ll always have The Nineties 

It's an interesting premise. Would Kurt Cobain merely have been "good" if he had lived? Klosterman is his usual witty self as he explores this question, among others.

This book is occasionally really funny, and has all those trivial popcultural connections, but his obsessive navel gazing over his relationships and his own asshattery got in the way of the story. I don't think personal intrusions into non-fiction is necessarily a bad thing, but while I enjoyed the facts about how music stars died, and the interactions with ordinary Americans around these historical places, I didn't enjoy Chuck Klosterman after a while, and there ended up being a lot of Chuck Klosterman in this book.

As I've stated before, Klosterman is kind of a prick. The book was a gift and mildly entertaining. Chuck travels the country visiting places where rock musicians have died. He goes on a lot about himself, and I think the whole thing would make a better documentary than book.

I liked it. Definitely overly self-aware hipster sort of writing/narrative, but not objectionably so, and he actually specifically cops to that (for meta-meta effect). There are a few particularly funny passages, and he makes a good observation about the whole "hipster ironic appreciation of pop culture" phenomenon, in which he asks why anyone would claim to like something they don't actually like. Good stuff.
funny relaxing medium-paced

While writing at Spin, Klosterman is sent on an "epic" assignment of his choice. He decides to road trip around the United States, visiting places where rock stars have met their ends. As usual, Klosterman's obscure music knowledge is incredibly interesting to read about - learning lots of assorted trivia without having to seek it out on your own. I loved that this book also included an inspection of his own relationships, including the "deaths" of two of them. Klosterman has a great way of writing intimately about himself, but somehow taking himself out of it. I think he gives out just enough personal information to leave the reader to complete the story, without exploiting those he knows by spilling his guts across the page.
funny lighthearted fast-paced

Humorous enough to keep reading, but it DID make me compare it to Nick Hornby’s High Fidelity the whole way through. But ANYWAY…