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Wild Tales: A Rock & Roll Life
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From Graham Nash—the legendary musician and founding member of the iconic bands Crosby, Stills & Nash and The Hollies—comes a candid and riveting autobiography that belongs on the reading list of every classic rock fan.
Graham Nash's songs defined a generation and helped shape the history of rock and roll—he’s written over 200 songs, including such classic hits as "Carrie Anne," “On A Carousel,” "Simple Man," "Our House," “Marrakesh Express,” and "Teach Your Children." From the opening salvos of the British Rock Revolution to the last shudders of Woodstock, he has rocked and rolled wherever music mattered. Now Graham is ready to tell his story: his lower-class childhood in post-war England, his early days in the British Invasion group The Hollies; becoming the lover and muse of Joni Mitchell during the halcyon years, when both produced their most introspective and important work; meeting Stephen Stills and David Crosby and reaching superstardom with Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young; and his enduring career as a solo musician and political activist. Nash has valuable insights into a world and time many think they know from the outside but few have experienced at its epicenter, and equally wonderful anecdotes about the people around him: the Beatles, the Stones, Hendrix, Cass Elliot, Dylan, and other rock luminaries. From London to Laurel Canyon and beyond, Wild Tales is a revealing look back at an extraordinary life—with all the highs and the lows; the love, the sex, and the jealousy; the politics; the drugs; the insanity—and the sanity—of a magical era of music.
- Print length400 pages
- LanguageEnglish
- PublisherCrown
- Publication dateSeptember 9, 2014
- Dimensions5.18 x 0.92 x 7.95 inches
- ISBN-100385347561
- ISBN-13978-0385347563
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"There are indeed wild tales to tell...Nash wasn't pulling back on the lurid details." -Pittsburgh Post-Gazette
"Shockingly candid." –Daily Express (UK)
"Though CSN and CSNY made more than their share of beautiful music together and lived in a kind of hippie heaven replete with mansions, money and free love, Nash doesn't hesitate to share the dark side of stardom, too, particularly the drug-fueled ego trips and meltdowns that so often derailed the group....[But] the reader is inclined to believe that the drugs, the women, the accolades and the money were never the point. 'It always comes down to the music,' Nash says. And that's what makes this trip worth taking." –USA Today
“A no-holds-barred, fiercely honest chronicle of the glories, excesses, disappointments, and joys of the rock-and-roll life. . . Nash’s tour-de-force tale reveals a soul who is ‘a complete slave to the muse of music.’” –Publishers Weekly
“The story of a man’s life and his unshakeable passion to express himself through his art. Fans might say the book is long overdue, but it was definitely worth the wait.” –Booklist
About the Author
GRAHAM NASH is a two-time Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductee—once with CSN and once with The Hollies. He was also inducted into the Songwriter’s Hall of Fame twice—both as a solo artist and with CSN. And, he is a Grammy award winner. In 2010, Nash was appointed an Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE) by Queen Elizabeth for his contributions as a musician and philanthropist. An activist for social and environmental justice, he is also an artist, acclaimed photographer and photography collector. His company Nash Editions’ original IRIS 3047 digital printer lives in the National Museum of American History at the Smithsonian Institution in recognition revolutionary accomplishments in the fine arts digital printing world. He lives in Hawaii with his wife, Susan.
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August 1968
It always comes down to the music.
I had a tune running through my head as my flight touched down a few minutes late at LAX. All my life I’ve had music in my head, but that night the tune (the theme from the TV series 77 Sunset Strip) was doing battle on my behalf, helping me fend off the other shit that was rattling around in there. For the past few months, my well-ordered world had been turned upside down, and throughout the long flight from London everything seemed to gang up on me. There was no escaping it in that crowded cabin. With few distractions, I’d taken stock of the difficult choices on my holy mess of a plate.
How’s this for starters: I was contemplating leaving my country, my marriage, my bank account, and my band—all at once! Any one of those would have been enough to put a grown man in the hole, but I was close to running the table.
My band, the Hollies, and I had come to an impasse. We had grown up together, spent many years making music, writing songs, drinking and larking about; we’d had a fantastic string of hits, incredible success—but from where I stood we were growing apart. I’d moved on, I was headed in an exciting new direction, and my heart and soul weren’t in the Hollies anymore.
The same with my marriage. My wife, Rosie, and I had been drifting for some time. We both knew things were coming to an end. In fact, for the last six months, we’d started seeing other people. Now she was off in Spain chasing another man, and I was on my way to Los Angeles to visit a woman who had captured my heart.
I was also in love with LA and the States. I’d known it from the moment I first set foot on American soil. It was the Promised Land, and I was drenched in the Hollywood scene—the music, the sun, the palm trees, the attitude, the looseness. The way people there asked me, “What do you think?” In England, nobody ever asked your opinion of anything. You learned to keep your business to yourself, to mind your p’s and q’s. In America it seemed like there were no rules, everything was up for grabs, and I loved the freedom of it. I wanted all of it for myself.
No doubt about it, my life had gotten complicated. I was at a hell of a crossroads. There were plenty of unanswered questions. My plight became more apparent as I got off the plane and headed to the taxi stand. There was no point stopping for baggage. I had my guitar, that was it, that was all I had come with. Nothing else mattered. I was in America. I was going to see my new girlfriend, to be with Joni.
The sun had just left the western sky as the cab crawled up Laurel Canyon, bathing the Hollywood Hills in the golden flush of summer. I got a great vibe every time I came up here. Only a few minutes from the madness of the Strip, but a world apart. There was a shabby hippie chicness to it, with crazy little houses on stilts teetering along each side of the twisty-turny road. It was a place where there were free-spirited people just like me doing the things that I wanted to do, being creative and making music. I felt the pull of Laurel Canyon, its community spirit. Man, it looked like home to me.
We stopped in front of a small wooden house on Lookout Mountain Avenue. It wasn’t a posh affair, just a one-bedroom bungalow, a little jewelbox, with a sloping shingled roof and a lovely garden out back on a lick of land. A tiny tree had taken root near the porch. A green VW van was parked by a mailbox at the curb. Inside, lights glowed brightly and I could hear the jingle-jangle of voices rising in unison. I knew she had company; I’d called her from the airport. And I knew who was with her. Still, I hesitated, fearing to intrude. I leaned on my guitar case and considered again where I was and what I was doing. Deep down, I was still a kid from the north of England, a place that continued to leave its mark on me. Sure, I know, I was an English rock star, I had it made. But my past made me feel that I wasn’t cool, that maybe, even now, I was out of my element. Ahhh—what the hell? I’d been in all kinds of situations the past ten years. No point in getting hung up on that now.
Suddenly, Joni was at the door and nothing else mattered. It had been a few months since we’d last seen each other—and that was, in fact, the first time we’d met—but our connection was instant. Joni Mitchell was the whole package: a lovely, sylphlike woman with a natural blush, like windburn, and an elusive quality that seemed lit from within. Her beauty was almost as big a gift as her talent, and I’d been pulled into her orbit, captivated from the get-go.
Behind her, sitting at the dining room table, two men I’d expected to see were finishing dinner. I grinned the moment I laid eyes on them.
“Hey, Willy!” David Crosby called from across the room, using a nickname reserved for my closest friends. He was one of those incredible guys it was impossible not to like, a gregarious character, irreverent as hell, with a gorgeous voice and a great sense of humor. I’d met him almost two years earlier, when he was still a member of the Byrds, and we’d become fast friends. There was something that just clicked when we were together. We were on the same wavelength. We loved the same music and the same kind of women, including Joni, who’d been a lover of his some months back. Croz was a no-bullshit kind of guy who called things as he saw them. Besides, he always had the best dope in LA—maybe the best dope anywhere.
The guy next to him was Stephen Stills, an amazing guitar player who was in Buffalo Springfield, one of the primo LA bands. We’d gotten to know each other a little the last time I’d been in the States. He was already something of an underground legend, a guy who played and held his own with Eric Clapton and Jimi Hendrix, totally unique, with a slew of incredible songs. Together, Stills and Crosby were a powerful combination. They had great chops, and I could tell from things they said that they had something cooking.
Seeing them put me totally at ease. Plus Joni really loved them. Stephen had played on her first album, which David had produced. They were all great friends, really comfortable in each other’s company, and were eager to roll me into their circle.
Crosby had been smokin’ it before I got there and was reasonably high, so I had some catching up to do. They must have been making some music, too, because guitars were lying all over the place, which I’d come to learn was par for the course. In that Laurel Canyon scene, people always brought their guitars to dinner. They took their guitars everywhere; it was part of who they were. And at some point, someone would always say, “Get a load of this new song I’m working on.” You could set your watch by it, never failed.
I hadn’t been there a half hour when David whacked Stephen on the arm and said, “Hey, play Willy that song we were just doing.” Stephen, who was sunk into an armchair next to a giant antique pig from a carousel, uncurled and grabbed his guitar. He fingerpicked a few bars of a beautiful intro while David walked over next to him and joined him in the verse. “In the morning, when you rise / do you think of me and how you left me crying . . .” Their harmonies were gorgeous, airtight, two-part—Stephen on the melody with David underneath—that rivaled the Everly Brothers. “Are you thinking of telephones / and managers and where you got to be at noon?” I was blown away. The song, “You Don’t Have to Cry,” was a killer, and their voices double-killed it. You hear something like that, you know it’s special right away. The words and tune were perfectly pitched.
They got to the end and I said, “Fuck, that’s a fabulous song! Man, Stephen, you wrote a beauty.” I glanced at Joan, who was sitting by the piano, and flashed her a smile before asking them: “Would you mind doing it again?”
They looked at each other, shrugged, and said, “Okay.”
The next time around I really concentrated on the lyric and the way their voices intertwined and shadowed each other. Hearing them individually, you’d think they’d sideswipe each other. David’s tenor was polished to a high gloss, while Stephen’s voice was husky and less disciplined, influenced by bluesy southern roots rock. Somehow they didn’t compete so much as complement. And they had a natural vibrato, which cast a haunting shade. Those cats could sing.
But so could I.
“Okay, bear with me here,” I said when they finished. “Do it one more time.”
Three times, the same song. They must have thought I was stoned out of my gourd. But I was English and a guest, they figured let’s amuse this guy. Now, I’m a quick study, so I already knew the words and had the harmony down. I’d been listening to it internally and thinking: I know what to do, I know where to go, I got it—I got it. As Stephen launched into the intro again, I casually made my way over, standing to his left, and when they hit the opening line—I’m there. I had my breath down, the phrasing, the tuning. I put my harmony above Stephen, and off we sailed. You are livvvv-ing, a reality / I left years ago and it quite nearly killed me. In the lonnnng run . . . What a sound! We were locked in, tight as a drum. Flawless three-part harmony. It sounded so soft and beautiful, so incredible that a minute or so into the song we collapsed in laughter. Especially when we hit that chorus. It was insane!
“Wow! Wait a second. What the fuck was that?”
The three of us were harmony freaks and came from groups that had refined two-part as an art: the Hollies, the Springfield, and the Byrds. But the sound we’d just made was different, so fresh. We had never heard anything like it before. It was the Everly Brothers plus. And yet so simple: just one acoustic guitar and three people singing as one.
It shocked David and Stephen. I’m not sure they’d ever thought about the song in three parts. But I’d heard it right away.
Crosby was beaming ear to ear. “That’s the best thing I ever heard!” he said.
I asked Joni: “Did that sound as incredible to you as it did to me?”
“Yeah, it sounded pretty incredible.”
Something magical had happened, and we all knew it. When you sing with two or three people and you get it right—when the whole becomes greater than the sum of its parts—everything kind of lifts a couple feet off the ground. The three of us were levitating, all right. The vibe was so high, it was hard to touch down. There was an intense joy that we had found something new, an original sound different from anything that was out there. It was there, complete, a minute into our relationship. We all felt it, knew it. We wanted it for ourselves. But we were reluctant to discuss how to pull it off. It was almost as if we were afraid to talk about it, to let the secret out in case it wasn’t there tomorrow morning.
Besides, there were so many roadblocks in our paths. To sing with these guys I would have to sever my ties with the Hollies—not such an easy thing to do. For one thing, they were my mates; I loved those guys. Allan Clarke and I had been joined at the hip since we were six years old, and I was an integral part of the group. I’d have to get out of my record contract, get my publishing rights back. It was a mess, but it could be done. Stephen had to figure out how to extricate himself from Buffalo Springfield.
“We have to make this work,” he said.
I nodded. “We have no fucking choice but to make this work.” There was no doubt in my mind. The moment I heard that sound I knew the rest of my life was headed in another direction. No two ways about it. I had no choice.
Eventually the guys left and, frankly, I was happy to see them go. I only had three days to spend with Joan, to get to know her intimately, and there are some things that even music doesn’t trump. Nor did I see them the rest of the weekend. I was just with Joan; let’s get real. But I couldn’t get that sound out of my mind. I was haunted by those voices, the way they’d blended so naturally. And those guys. And their songs.
On the flight back to London, I was more fidgety than ever. Not confused: I knew now what was in my heart. I had fallen deeply in love with Joni Mitchell. I was a goner in that department. And those two rascals, Stills and Crosby, were messing with my head. Maybe I had fallen for them, as well.
Everything in my world was spinning, colliding, but I knew what I had to do. There was no doubt in my entire body. And by the time the plane touched down I had it all figured out. I was going home to untangle the first twenty-six years of my life, and to tie up loose ends for the next however many decades. I had heard the future in the power of those voices. And I knew my life would never be the same.
chapter2
In 1996, I found myself in Blackpool of all places, a kind of run-down seaside resort where workers from northern England ventured for relaxation, and where I happened to be spending some precious downtime. My two sons, Jackson and Will, were with me, and one hazy afternoon as we strolled down New South Promenade, I detoured into a joint called the Kimberley Hotel, whose two-and-a-half-star Trip Advisor rating kind of says it all. At the front desk, the porter on duty looked up from a magazine he was reading as we hovered into sight.
“Listen, I have a really strange question,” I said.
He waved a hand to cut me off. “It’s around the corner. You go down two stairs and turn left.”
“I’m sorry,” I said, with something less than tact, “but how do you know what I’m about to say?”
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- Publication date : September 9, 2014
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- Language : English
- Print length : 400 pages
- ISBN-10 : 0385347561
- ISBN-13 : 978-0385347563
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- Dimensions : 5.18 x 0.92 x 7.95 inches
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Reviewed in the United States on December 3, 2014Graham Nash tells his story succinctly, focusing candidly on his simple take on his profound love for the music and his lengthy career first with the Hollies and then with Crosby, Stills, Nash and sometimes Young. The Kindle version includes many audio files of his songs in short clips which were an unexpected and delightful listen while reading. His sensitive portrayal of his loves, his band mates and his family give us peak into what it was really like to travel through the years, the song writing, and the ups and downs of a career that spans nearly 5 decades. He seems especially grateful to having been given a platform to promote philanthropy on a variety of political and ecological world issues. He was especially revealing about his coming to America, relationship with Joni Mitchell and his friends, managers, crew members, other musicians and supporters along the way. One can tell he has a deep respect for those that helped him build such a grand career. His unabiding love for his long-time wife, Susan Sennet and his 3 children is an inspiration. He treats the drug culture that he partook in with a matter-of-factness that includes the pain and anguish of watching David Crosby struggle with addiction and recovery and the profound affect it had on him personally, on the music and the band. This was one of my favorite rock and roll biographies that seemed in-tune with, and authentic to the vibe and music that CSN and CSNY produced, that was the backdrop for my teen years! Less gossipy than most books of this nature, Graham Nash is not only a superlative song-writer extraordinaire but we find him to be an artist, painter, sculptor, technology inventor and humanitarian. What a great bio. Well done Mr. Nash!
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Good to hear from an old friend
Reviewed in the United States on October 27, 2013Clarification: I first heard CSN back in 1968 or 1969 and instantly fell in love with their music. "Old friend" means that CSN (and CSNY) have been a part of my life for 40+ years. That makes Graham Nash and old friend. I remember driving with my friends listening to Déjà Vu on an 8-track tape, trying to figure out Suite Judy Blue Eyes on my guitar in college... Very special music and memories.
Like any old friend, you love them for a lot of reasons and overlook annoyances big and small. It was fun to hear the back story on how Nash got started and how he became part of the band that created part of the soundtrack of my generation. I knew of Stills' and Crosby's problems with drugs and always had a hunch that drugs destroyed their voices and musical skills. This book fills in details, mostly regarding David Crosby.
The book is rather repetitive. But that makes sense. Going to the studio and to concerts was like going to the office for most of us. Nash obviously thinks he's a pretty big deal - which I guess he is. But a little more modesty would have been been better. OK, now we know that not only is he a great musician and artist but a great businessman and philanthropist too. Turns out his wife is beautiful and kids are brilliant as well. But as I said, he's an old friend...
For some reason the book wouldn't download on my iPhone and iPad until just before I finished it. I read it on my Kindle Paperwhite so I wasn't able to listen to the music samples. So I wound up buying some MP3 albums (my vinyl copies were long gone) and I reacquainted myself with many old songs and some newer (the 2013 CSN compilation is a great way to do that). Very nice. I was surprised to learn how many albums they did later in their career. They had gotten so mediocre after the late 70s that I stopped paying attention.
Definitely a good read. Be prepared to skim some of the pages. One thing I wish I had heard about was how he feels about drugs today. Clearly drugs resulted in two people squandering their talents. Luckily both seem to have made it to the other side. Nash mentions he gave up cocaine for good but seems to think that weed, LSD, and even cocaine were part of the creative process. Really? I wonder if it was really necessary. The insights he speaks of that he achieved while being wasted seemed very banal to me. There is no doubt that many of his (and Crosby's and Stills') songs are now part of the American songbook but many are pretty sappy and some are downright hard to listen to (mostly Stills). My guess is that drugs were a net negative, not a net positive. Maybe another author will write a history that is more critical and insightful on this point.
But even if that book is written, I probably won't read it. I enjoyed the book and am very glad it prompted me to listen again to the music. I'll keep listening and stop reading.
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Very well written and the real scene. The ugly truth. Warning, Spoilers ahead.
Reviewed in the United States on October 12, 2013Graham Nash's book was very well written... All the dates and times have been recorded with precision. And he doesn't meander aimlessly like Neil Young's book "Waging Heavy Peace" does. Most of it follows in chronological order, which is great. This is a very honest look at the time period showing previously unseen warts and all.
And every criticism that I lay upon that time period can be laid upon me. I was no different, just not famous. Although God blessed me (despite myself) with the most wonderful wife that I could ever hope for that helped me steer clear of a lot of the major pitfalls that Nash and company faced.
I must say though, that reading this has made me think differently about the 60's - which I lived through. In fact I spent the latter part of the 60's and early 70's in Rock and Roll bands and had a tiny taste of 'local' fame and 'fans'. I have always looked back on that age with fondness and great love. Now it appears I was wearing "rose colored glasses", with very thick lenses.
For instance, I always thought it was "Don Juan's Reckless Daughter" that split the seemingly idyllic relationship between Joni Mitchell and Graham Nash. Now I find that it was Willy that did not want to commit to a long term relationship because of a marriage that he made happen when he was just starting to become successful, which ended - because of the reasons that you can read for yourselves in the book. Hence the painful parting that led him to tell Joni (his self admitted 'love of his life' at the time) that "I feel once again like I gave my heart too soon" and his refusal to commit to marrying her.
This book totally changed my remembrance of that time... Seeing the realities of that age through Nash's eyes has given me a new perspective on that time period that I once loved. I was a hippie amongst many others in my life and I always felt as though "We Can Change The World" was very possible at the time. That "Peace and Love" ideal that led the counter culture at the time was one that I wholly subscribed to.
But after reading the dingy, dirty laundry of Nash, Crosby and Stills and associates... Well "I'M GOING TO CUT MY HAIR" which is still shoulder length - sorry, Croz - and remove My "Freak Flag", the last outward link to the counterculture of that time period...
These people weren't into Peace and Love. They were into EGOS, massive amounts of dope and putting themselves first in all things. That's what I am taking away from his book.
And I have after all of these years come to the realization that the only true, real Peace, Love and Happiness can come from only one source. That is GOD, and his son Jesus who has taken all of my faults and sins and horrible deeds upon Himself, so that I can live free from shame, guilt, madness and rage. It really works, and all I had to do was ASK God for it, and the journey began. And I'm not saying that I'm somehow better than them, I'm not! I just had the scabs removed from my eyes and was suddenly able to see the truth. From this book, written by Graham Nash.
If you want an honest look at this time period and the journey of CSN (and occasionally "& Y"), it's laid out here in spades. The illegal Viet Nam war then is the same as the illegal war that we're fighting in the Middle East now. The suicide rate from vets that have returned is mind boggling and horrific. We have people shooting and bombing innocents and in this country now, and we had Jim Jones and Charlie Manson and many more in the 60's. It's the human condition.
Here's to CSN&Y... I thought I knew ye well through your music. But I didn't know ye at all.
I do recommend this book wholeheartedly.
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WORTH READING FOR INSIGHT INTO THE HOLLIES, BUT NOT MUCH IS NEW ABOUT CSN&Y
Reviewed in the United States on September 17, 2013"I am a simple man." Graham Nash.
"This is how I remember it." Graham Nash.
This (345 page) book covers Nash's musical life from his time in The Hollies (the first 130 pages or so) to his move to SoCal's Laurel Canyon (where the story really begins in earnest), up to the present. The first portion of the book about Nash and The Hollies is the most interesting and informative part of this book. Little has been written about The Hollies by someone who was close to the band, so it's nice to have Nash's perspective on that period. But don't let the three "stars" fool you. This is a well thought out interesting, and (sometimes) informative book from Nash. His stories do bring out those years, but much of it has already been relived by his musical partners and others. But Nash's writing style is very personable and straightforward--which makes reading his book a pleasurable experience--more so than other similar memoirs.
Even if you're familiar with all the stories about CSN&Y, Nash's memories of his early musical life--before and with The Hollies--is well worth reading. His up close and personal description of the early years in England really bring that whole period alive and make the book worthwhile. Reading Nash's memories makes me wish a good writer/editor would interview, in depth, the members of The Hollies and those connected with them, for an in depth book that includes each band member, the band, important people on the scene at that time, and that whole era when music was rapidly changing. The Hollies were there, and witnessed and were a part of that change, from pretty-boy crooners to The Beatles, The Stones, The Hollies, and other bands of the era. It's a piece of English rock'n'roll history that's crying out to be told. Maybe someday.
The majority of the book is taken up with stories fans have already read about in several other books--including Neil Young's recent book and David Crosby's two books from a few years ago--plus books about the Laurel Canyon era ("Fire And Rain" is a good example) of the late 1960's. Nash writes in a straightforward style that makes for easy reading, and it's nice to read his slant on things, but too much of the information on CSN&Y--which is a good portion of the book--has been told before. And like other similar memoirs Nash has told a number of stories, but has had to leave out many more ("a thousand more")--which is understandable. But as Nash says--"I don't give a s--t about stuff 30 years ago". Included are many b&w photographs (including a great shot of Nash's father singing, a great picture of The Hollies performing at the Cavern Club in 1963, a beautiful photo of Crosby's late lady Christine Hinton, and a shot of Nash chipping away part of the Communist East Berlin wall in 1989), some throughout the book, but the majority are in three groups spaced throughout the book.
But for those who have read little about CSN&Y this is an informative look from someone who was (and is) still there and making music. The Hollies is where Nash learned his songwriting/singing craft, but finding his music was growing away from the group, Nash ups sticks and moves to Laurel Canyon and immerses himself in his new chosen lifestyle like a moth to a flame. He also describes the now well known scene during that period, with his meeting up with Crosby and Stills, and overlaying his voice over their two-part harmonies to make something incredible sounding.
He also talks about Joni Mitchell and his almost instant affection for her and his feelings about the wife (and everything else) he left behind in England. And there's the meeting with Cass Elliot and how important that was. The parties at Peter Tork's (The Monkees) house and all the drugs and available women. Nash also talks about the group's appearance at Woodstock ("scary") and other important festivals of the period. Of course a good deal of the book is given over to Nash's dealings (both good and bad) with the other three members of the group. He talks about Stills' massive ego, Crosby's massive, crippling intake of illicit substances ("he always had the best pot") which altered his personality and Crosby's appetite for women ("they were always around"--worse than Nash or Stills), and Young's using of bands he was in to further his own solo career. Throughout Nash is seen as "the peacemaker" among the four and he talks at length about his longtime friendship with Crosby and the many ups and downs they went through together. He also describes the intense rivalry between Stills and Young which added even more pressure on the group. He recounts what Woodstock was like for the group, along with other experiences over the years (like Altamont) that does bring out the flavor of those times.
Nash also shares his feelings on the other members of the group through the years--they're still concerned with the craft of music-making--as a group, in a duo setting, or solo. They have never really split up--reuniting for concerts or social causes. And as Nash sees things, each of the four still maintain their musical integrity and their personalities--perhaps mellowing a bit. But they're still together--if not as friends (Young's loner tendencies) certainly as performers (Crosby-Nash) who still perform today.
In the end Nash sees CSN&Y as "the four of us against the world." And even with all the problems and hassles over the years the most important thing--the music--is still most important. As Nash says--"Did it enrich people's lives, or was it a waste of time?". But he answers his own question--"I don't believe that any of this was a waste of time". And as I said earlier, if you've read little about CSN&Y you'll come away thinking that Nash's book wasn't a waste of time either. Other fans who know much of the story of CSN&Y won't find much new here except for the portion of the book concerning Nash and The Hollies. All in all, Nash's stories are told a little to late for most fans of both himself and CSN&Y, but it's nice to finally read Nash's perspective on his life with his three "brothers". "It always comes down to the music". Graham Nash.
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Steve Nakamoto - Author of Talk Like A Winner - Men Are Like Fish - Dating Rocks - Wall Street Craps5 out of 5 starsTo Crosby as he was being wheeled into the operating room, "Hey, if you leave me here with Stills, I’ll f.....ing kill you!"
Reviewed in the United States on November 4, 2013Graham Nash’s book reveals his interesting perspective on the life and times of an evolving rock and roll artist during the last six decades. He is perhaps the only true representative of the English Invasion (Beatles, Stone, Who, Animals, Hermits, Clapton, etc.) and Woodstock hippy culture. Those of us who grew up during this time period will attest to the fact that Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young was America’s first super group. And to the larger audience, they were bigger than the Eagles, Who, Led Zeppelin, and others in the day.
(Note: I didn’t know that he was so close to the members of the Beatles.)
The most interesting parts to me are the early days of the Hollies and the forming of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young. And while I’ve read other versions of the story, it is great to read Graham’s take as one of the founding members. Of all the members of CSNY, Nash is perhaps the most articulate, emotionally-balanced, and mentally sharp. He gives Stills a generously kind perspective, ignoring the former’s lost voice and obnoxious qualities. Graham’s take on Crosby is nothing short of friendly and honest. But his view on Young is perhaps the most interesting read of all the other members. (“the strangest of my friends. He remains true to his himself, his family, and his music.)
(Note: My favorite line, when Crosby was going in to have his life-threatening operation, “Hey, if you leave me here with Stills, I’ll fuching kill you.”)
For fans of CSNY, this will be a book that you won’t want to miss. I now have a better appreciation of his contribution to the band and to music in general. I also have a fuller understanding of the characters of his music generation (folk rock and English Invasion). And while I didn’t share his political views at the time, I now know how important it was for him to speak out against war, nuclear waste, and political oppression. He was simply a messenger of more enlightened consciousness to younger audiences.
I loved this book and I think that fellow Baby Boomers may feel the same.
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Well-woven tales from someone who was there
Reviewed in the United States on November 2, 2013I've long been a fan of Nash, the Hollies, and CSN, so perhaps my objectivity can be questioned, but I truly enjoyed this book. I wouldn't say that Nash is a great author, but his recounting of his life and career is thorough, coherent and cohesive. I've always admired his devotion to social justice, and the book explains how that evolved. Although I loved the Hollies sections of the book, one episode was not adequately addressed, namely, the backstage scene at Nash's last concert with the Hollies, with his band mates on one side, and Crosby and Stills beckoning on behalf of the future on the other. Some say it nearly came to blows, but it wasn't fully addressed here. I know his primary readership are fans of the CSNY era, and the book serves that up very well, from the initial epiphany of their harmonies, through the roller coaster of fights, break ups and reunions. He is very frank about his friends, but he shunned the vindictiveness that would have made this just another tell-all book. One of the highlights here is his depiction of David Crosby's descent into the maelstrom of addiction and abuse of his friends. Chilling. His later, non-musical, endeavors are mentioned, but not given sufficient weight. OK, this book is chiefly a rock 'n roll tale, but it is also at times a soul-baring character study of an interesting man, and so a little more insight into the older Graham Nash would have been interesting. So, a good read. Recommended. I'll close by saying I am now reading Neil Young's "Waging Heavy Peace." This book is a different animal, which shouldn't come as a surprise. Interesting, amusing and insightful, Young's non-linear structure can seem at times like a stream of consciousness from an adult sufferer of HD-ADD. Judge for yourself.
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Simply terrific
Reviewed in the United States on October 3, 2013I read a lot of these memoirs, but so many of them are embarassing (for the subject) and/or insulting (to the reader).
Yet I continue---and books like this one make it worthwhile. Nash has the knack of retaining his own voice and personality, while still telling an immensely readable and enjoyable story. It's sophisticated without putting on airs, personally insightful without being egotistical, and fun without being simple-minded.
His writing ability is especially noteworthy when you consider it comes on top of the musical and art talent. Add in the social activism and involvement, and it's truly remarkable. Yet Nash still sounds like someone who'd be fun to hang out with and listen to, without bringing along a lot of stressful drama.
Interestingly enough, all CSN members now have such a book out, and Crosby's book(s) are also excellent, especially if you're really into Croz, undeniably one of the world's most interesting men.
But I've recommended Nash's book to more people because it seems to take a broader view and has more about the times and other stars of the music scene. You don't have to be a total hardcore CSN fan to enjoy this book. There's amazing detail here and a million stories, not just about the Hollies and CSN, but about many others as well.
(I'm working toward yet another try at the other guy's book after some earlier attempts).
Maybe I'm prejudiced because "Cathedral" is one of my favorite songs ever, or by the shallow, yet inescapable, fact that Nash looks better now than at any time in his life (which is pretty darn good :). And I'm still recalling their super concert this spring. Whatever; the book is still a great read.
Good reviews are hard---how many different ways are there to say you really, really like it? But this is just an excellent book.
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A very good rock autobiography
Reviewed in the United States on January 26, 2014From starting The Hollies with Alan Clarke to moving to the States and hooking up with David Crosby this is a first hand account of a rock life.
There are lots of details and its all very honest, Nash takes the blame where he has erred in personal and business relationships and apportions it to others where he thinks they are at fault. Lots of women and drugs, huge amounts, vast quantities of both it is rock and roll so its to be expected.
Its written in the first person with the dictated and typed feel, which isn't a bad thing , my only complaint is that there are several portions of the book where a journalist may have gone a bit deeper and given the readership more detail. For me the influence unions had on life in the UK in the 1950's was one area I would have liked some more written, but it covers 70 years of a life so I suppose something had to give.
The forming of CSN and eventually Y and then not Y is pivotal to his life and has had a bearing on everything since. The song creation process is explained, explained in a ridiculously simple fashion which makes it seem ridiculously easy which of course it is not.
Tales of performing at Woodstock, Crosby's crack addiction, falling outs and falling in's with Stills and Young, its all here but when the dust settles these people are artists and to perform is why they exist.
Toward the end there are interesting things like the forming of Nash Editions, a company using ink jet printers to produce photographic works, it was pioneering work and still operates 25 years later with the original printer used in the Smithsonian Institute.
A very good rock autobiography showing that nothing comes easy and you only have true success with hard work.
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Kindle Customer5 out of 5 starsif you’re into 60s & 70s music this is for you
Reviewed in the United Kingdom on October 13, 2025Real behind the scenes stuff re the formation of the Hollies & CSN. Mostly very interesting except the excessive drug use got very boring. Mr Nash lives for music to the exclusion of everything else and has certainly achieved a lot.
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John5 out of 5 starsA great read, from a very talented artist
Reviewed in Australia on May 30, 2021From childhood through to the Hollies, CSNY and beyond, this book walks us through GN's life story, with some memorable moments (eg first meeting with 15-yo Graham Gouldman) in an illustrious career, written with great honesty and flair.
A very enjoyable read, particularly for those with an interest in contemporary music (late 50's, 60's and beyond).
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Nicholas Ronai5 out of 5 starsFascinating.
Reviewed in Germany on August 31, 2014Graham Nash's story moves along at a rapid pace. He's got a lot to tell and he does it well. As you might expect, there's a great deal in here about Crosby, Stills and Nash (CSN) and Young and their ups and downs but it's also very interesting to read about Nash's early experience as a member of the Hollies and his more recent activities as a solo artist and a political activist.
Moving to the US in the late sixties, Nash rapidly became part of the Laurel Canyon scene setting up home with Joni Mitchell and making contact with other creative spirits. His description of his first meeting with David Crosby and Steve Stills and the way they began singing together is quite fascinating. He and Crosby became very close friends and Nash tells a harrowing story of Crosby's decline into dependence on drugs and drink which almost ended fatally. Fortunately Crosby survived and CSN continue to perform now and again most recently in 2013.
Highly recommended.
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Enrico5 out of 5 starsDiretto, onesto, ben scritto
Reviewed in Italy on July 24, 2016Nonostante non sia il mio artista preferito tra i componenti di CSN&Y, ho sempre pensato che fosse il più semplice e il più diretto, comunque una persona intellettualmente onesta, con una mentalità aperta e molto vitale. Ovviamente, come tutte le autobiografie, il libro va preso in senso molto "pirandelliano". Chi può sapere se quel che scrive è tutto "vero"? Quel che credo è che questa sia dvvero la sua verità, scritta onestamente e apertamente, molto corrispondente all'idea che mi sono fatto di lui e ricca di aneddoti interessanti relativi ad uno dei periodi più ricchi di fervore e di entusiasmo della nostra storia, non solo in senso musicale. Niente a che vedere coi ricordi di Neil Young, i cui libri mi sono piaciuti anche di più (specie il 2°), perchè Nash - anzichè comunicare quasi solo la sensazione/emozione di determinati momenti - racconta la sua storia con un taglio più da resoconto di cronaca, più (appunto) da autobiografia. Una digressione: non ho capito perchè Crosby si sia così arrabbiato per la pubblicazione di questo libro. La sua figura non ne esce minimamente scalfita. Chi lo conosce sapeva già di quasi tutte le peggiori cose di cui si è reso protagonista anche grazie (ma non solo) alla sua fortunatamente passata dipendenza dalle droghe pesanti. Chi ha conosciuto persone tossicodipendenti sa di cosa diventano capaci, e poche davvero sono state fortunate come lui da uscirne bene. La sua musica e la sua voce resteranno comunque nella storia della musica, così come le sue esagerazioni in positivo e in negativo. In ogni caso, consiglio assolutamente la lettura di questo libro.
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Jean Bal5 out of 5 starsLe Simple Man en toute simplicité
Reviewed in France on November 4, 2013Graham Nash est né à Manchester.
Non, il n'est pas américain. C'est un pur British qui a grandi dans l'Angleterre des Beatles (des amis), alors que lui-même chantait au sein des Hollies, un des groupes de pop mélodique majeurs des sixties.
Et puis un jour, il est tombé amoureux d'une Américaine. Une grande artiste blonde nommée Joni Mitchell, qui lui a permis de retrouver chez elle deux de ses copains musiciens: David Crosby (ex Byrds) et Stephen Stills (ex Buffalo Springfield). Un soir, après le repas, les deux gaillards lui jouèrent une chanson qu'ils venaient d'écrire et Nash eut l'idée d'ajouter sa voix à leur duo.
L'histoire de la musique anglo-saxonne allait en être bouleversée à jamais...
Graham Nash est un homme sensible et attachant qui écrit très bien. Il sait merveilleusement raconter ses souvenirs d'une époque où la jeunesse croyait qu'elle pouvait changer le monde avec quelques chansons.
Dans son autobiographie, il nous dépeint l'Angleterre grisâtre des années 60, la Californie hédoniste du début des années 70, la culture superficielle des années 80 ... et l'inexorable faillite des utopies libertaires qui découla de l'embourgeoisement des baby-boomers.
Cette histoire, il l'a vécue au travers d'une brume toxique de drogues diverses, mais il est parvenu à garder - relativement - les pieds sur terre. Ce qui ne fut pas toujours le cas pour ses compagnons musiciens. Nash consacre d'ailleurs une bonne partie de son livre à l'effroyable déchéance qui conduisit David Crosby à passer 8 moins en prison pour possession de poudre blanche et port d'arme prohibée.
Mais, Graham Nash parle aussi beaucoup d'amour, d'amitié et - surtout - de musique.
Il lui arrive même d'être un peu sévère, particulièrement avec lui-même... et avec cette tête de mule de Neil Young qui est toujours resté à ses yeux une sorte d'énigme. Il l'accuse d'ailleurs, à mots couverts, d'être plus ou moins responsable de certains échecs de CSN&Y.
Quoi qu'il en soit, son livre, lui, est une réussite. Il est passionnant de bout en bout, et son anglais n'est pas trop compliqué. C'est un précieux témoignage sur un temps porteur de grands rêves, malheureusement oublié par beaucoup aujourd'hui.
Il faut toutefois rester lucide. Graham Nash est, petit à petit, sans s'en rendre vraiment compte, devenu au fil de sa carrière de rockstar une sorte de "hippie riche", presque caricatural. Dans son livre, on réalise souvent à quel point il n'est pas forcément conscient de la distance qui s'est établie progressivement entre son mode de vie et celui de la plupart de ses fans. Néanmoins, on peut lui reconnaître d'avoir toujours essayé de rester un "homme simple", comme il s'est lui-même décrit dans une fameuse chanson. On pourrait juste lui reprocher la fin un peu bâclée de son autobiographie, qui s'embrouille dans les dates et les anecdotes à partir des 90s. Néanmoins, il faut bien être lucide: si la musique de CSN&Y a souvent frôlé le génie à ses tout débuts, l'aisance matérielle des musiciens et leurs abus de toutes sortes ont entraîné assez vite un incontestable déclin sur le plan de la qualité. Graham Nash est d'ailleurs le premier à le regretter, bien conscient qu'il est que son groupe n'a pas tenu toutes les promesses dont il était porteur à l'origine.
Ça n'est pas grave, l'heure n'est plus aux regrets. Il nous restera toujours quelques morceaux de légende capables de rappeler aux jeunes générations qu'il fut un temps où quelques musiciens armés juste de leurs guitares et de leurs voix ont incarné les rêves d'une Amérique qui se rêvait pure et heureuse.
Note: si vous en avez le choix, optez pour la version Kindle. Non seulement elle coûte nettement moins cher que la version papier, mais elle vous permet d'écouter - sur votre iPad ou votre liseuse - quelques unes des plus belles chansons de Nash. Il y aussi quelques clips et animations, pas désagréables.
Un livre qui fait de la musique?
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