Down-to-earth, unglamorous, but humorous account of life on an American tour - dicky stomachs, the side effects of crossing through one time zone to another, having to share hotel rooms with fellow band members, etc. Then there's the wobbly sound checks, promoters who don't have a clue and the stand-offs with other bands over billing. All the same, you know that Hunter wouldn't want to be anything other than a rock star, and he writes with self-deprecating wit. It's worth remembering, though, that this is the 1970s, and some readers may object to women being described as 'birds', 'slags', etc. Otherwise, it's a must. ( )

Brilliant diary of his travelling with his then brilliant band Mott The Hoople ("All The YoungDudes") ( )

Written in the 1970's...the initial and perhaps best first-hand account of life as a rock star...warts and all. Essential reading for those interested in the history of the popular music industry. ( )