And his justification for writing the book, which he delivers with a swift finishing kick in the last few pages, seems sound to me. As he sees it, the band, properly understood, is lying somewhere in an unmarked grave with “no fixed location.” The book is his attempt a “Here lies the Black Crowes” epitaph.
It is funny and merciless, the whole thing. Towards the end, he seems to speak directly
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