I Wrote A Book About Music That Came Out More Than 30 Years Ago…Should Anyone Care?

You conjure up an idea, scribble down some notes on a piece of paper, make voice memos on your phone, and voila, about three and a half years later you have a book. See how simple it is?

I came of age in the microwave generation, and I’ve lived long enough to exist in a world ruled by Amazon. To say we’re a generation (and now a race) of people who define instant gratification as yesterday, would be a massive understatement. Knowing this, why the hell would I embark on a journey that would likely take almost four years before seeing a finished product?

Waiting for anything simply isn’t something we do anymore. When my daughter puts a snack into the microwave and lets out an audible and disconcerting sigh because she must wait another 14 seconds for her taste buds to become happy; or when my son finds out that the package from Amazon won’t arrive until 10 AM even though he ordered it at 8 PM the night before (could you imagine the nerve?) grunts out a “this is ridculous”, how can I expect to be satisfied that my book, SLACKER — 1991, Teen Spirit Angst, and the Generation It Created, won’t see the light of day until nearly four years after I wrote its first word?

The answer, for me at least, is simple. In reality, this book took over 35 years to write, so…