The Storyteller

I finished reading Dave Grohl’s The Storyteller: Tales of Life and Music at almost dawn, my eyes stinging from tears and my heart full of feeling.

At one time, a friend had told me that I looked like Dave Grohl. I was in my cap-wearing phase, hiding my long, messy hair under it. Heh.

Anyway, the memoir was a good read and I enjoyed it. Shows how much editing was done to it. “A good story is written, but a great story is RE-WRITTEN.” His words were simple yet I was able to sometimes visualise and at other times feel what he was saying.

You fake it till you make it” is a phrase he used a lot through out the book, showing his insecurity of receiving offers to work with his idols and music greats and to be considered their peer. But he stayed true to his self at every turn and the pay-off was a joy to read.

Of course, he wrote about Nirvana. The life, Kurt Cobain, the aftermath. While the band lasted for only three-and-a-half years, it kind of defined him for most of his life afterwards. How he picked himself up again, playing and making music again and to be able to live life among the living.

A few times I was reminded of Anthony Bourdain and his brand of wit and humour. Not the same style, but there were some parts where I felt the same tug to the heartstrings… Or maybe I just miss the chef from New York.

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