A thorough and candid autobiography that is both a personal journey and a cultural history of American pop music. From the early folk era to the Golden Age of rock & roll, Crosby's story is both a cautionary tale and an insight into one of pop music's enduring legends.
Paperback
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489 pages
Published
September 26th 2007
by David\Crosby#& Carl Gottlieb
(first published October 15th 1988)
you can learn a lot from biographies/autobiographies. this was no exception.
when it comes to rock and roll excess, who can separate truth from fiction from legend? when i saw the book i thought, cool—i can hear all about it from him. and that’s kind of the way the book goes, except that it augments what he says with what everyone else says: roadies, ex-lovers, business partners, damaged hippie freaks, ex-managers, fellow musicians and everything inbetween. all of that stitched up together gives
you can learn a lot from biographies/autobiographies. this was no exception.
when it comes to rock and roll excess, who can separate truth from fiction from legend? when i saw the book i thought, cool—i can hear all about it from him. and that’s kind of the way the book goes, except that it augments what he says with what everyone else says: roadies, ex-lovers, business partners, damaged hippie freaks, ex-managers, fellow musicians and everything inbetween. all of that stitched up together gives a fuller picture than him, telling it like he remembers it. more often than not, everyone else reinforces whatever he says, and there’s the co-author with a timeline and photos and other documentation in case anyone goes off track. nice detail all around, especially when things go straight to hell and then get even worse.
there's him in the early days, riding around on a motorcycle wearing a leather cape. his love of/insistence upon three ways and little harems to take care of him. that whole hippie commune mentality, that share everything, with that everybody-in-and-out-of-everybody’s-house at all hours /everybody having sex with each other lifestyle. and him being a dick at any and every given opportunity because he thought he was soooooo great.
i don’t know. i think david crosby has a beautiful voice and he’s written some beautiful songs but after reading this and barney hoskyn’s “waiting for the sun” i think neil young is sooooooo great.
everyone else in rock and roll that does this level of drugs and debauchery for as long as he did dies in a pool of their own vomit. not “the cros”—probably because he got sent to prison for several years, and that’s what ultimately forced him to get clean. i knew some junkies in my day but at one point, just about everyone decided they didn’t want to die and they stopped doing it. somewhere in the 80s (the 80s!) he was looking at his rotting teeth and his swollen ankles and the sores and severe burn marks all over his face and body and he’d cry and feel sorry for himself and then he'd do some more freebase. (yikes-a-doodle-doo.)
sure, he went through hell with gasoline drawers on, but by his own admission, he was the one that bought the ticket for that ride -- triggered in part by his choice to deal with the sudden loss of his then girlfriend christine hinton with heroin instead of therapy.
and this was the guy that melissa etheridge chose to borrow a cup of sperm from to have not one but two kids with her then partner julie cypher? they couldn’t find jeff beck or eric clapton or something?
i don’t smoke and i don’t even do drugs and this book made me want to stop drinking coffee and eating meat and freaking detox whatever funk i had out of my system, just get it off of me. i just wanted to steam and sauna and take three showers and thank Jesus i never tried heroin. or cocaine. or freebase. or crack. or whatever everybody’s gotta be smoking or snorting these days. whatever.
and wow. he and his then girlfriend jan (who was even more strung out than he was) got clean and sober enough to get married and have a kid. i read that and i had to put the book down and when i did, i thought, the human body is a miraculous thing. or as the old black folks down south would say, He’s a wonder-working God.
bizarrely enough, i knew all their songs so well that when any particular ditty were mentioned in the book, i could hear it in my head. and i’ve never owned any of their records. even now, i don’t sit around listening to any of their songs. they were on permanent rotation that hardcore on the radio when i was a kid.
PS: um, yeah. this is kind of a must-read. especially if you’re a musician and you want to half-way know your rock and roll history.
At one point, while reading this book in a coffee shop, two policemen sat at a table next to me and I got paranoid.
What I liked about "Long Time Gone" is the unique way that the story was told, alternating between Crosby's personally written recollections, co-author Carl Gottlieb's third-person accounts where he could lasso in Crosby and place his story in a broader context, and the stories shared by the witnesses. I can't recall reading a book written in this style before, and I thought it work
At one point, while reading this book in a coffee shop, two policemen sat at a table next to me and I got paranoid.
What I liked about "Long Time Gone" is the unique way that the story was told, alternating between Crosby's personally written recollections, co-author Carl Gottlieb's third-person accounts where he could lasso in Crosby and place his story in a broader context, and the stories shared by the witnesses. I can't recall reading a book written in this style before, and I thought it worked extremely well.
What I didn't like about the book is that it is too long. I know that the life of a junkie is harrowing and repetitive, but there were many sections where I thought "didn't I already read this?".
I know that drugs are what have defined Crosby's life and career, and if you come at this book simply as a story about a user who reached 'rock' bottom 7 or 8 times, then it works. What was missing from this book is a little more insight into the process of music making. It's not completely absent, as Crosby discusses his career with the Byrds, CSNY, and solo ventures. But whenever Crosby would start to delve deeper into music making, the story would meander back to the drug use. Which, I suppose, is the point of the book: for Crosby, the drugs became more important than the music.
David Crosby is a very gifted musician, with a voice that ranks with the likes of Art Garfunkel, Don Henley and Dan Fogelberg. His story is so sad that there is actually happiness and good feelings when he is in jail, away from the drugs that would have killed both him and his wife Jan. The book made me listen to the CSN catalog, along with Crosby's solo work and projects with Graham Nash. Overall, it was worth reading, but the length and repetition made me give it 3 stars (because I can't give 3.5).
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Meh. This was written very shortly after Crosby got out of rehab, so (understandably) he focuses quite a lot on his drug abuse. Now, I enjoy a good addiction/recovery story, but I do not need 200 pages of detailed descriptions of how tricky it is to freebase (or just "base," as the cool kids apparently call it).
Especially when the addict in question is David Crosby, who is at least partially responsible for some of my most favorite music in the world. I love the Byrds, I adore CSN/Y, the Crosby
Meh. This was written very shortly after Crosby got out of rehab, so (understandably) he focuses quite a lot on his drug abuse. Now, I enjoy a good addiction/recovery story, but I do not need 200 pages of detailed descriptions of how tricky it is to freebase (or just "base," as the cool kids apparently call it).
Especially when the addict in question is David Crosby, who is at least partially responsible for some of my most favorite music in the world. I love the Byrds, I adore CSN/Y, the Crosby/Nash stuff is great, and I even like a lot of his solo stuff. The man can harmonize astoundingly well, and he does that super-tricky middle part that you can't quite pick out but that adds immeasurable depth to the chords. It's not immediately noticeable but it practically defines the CSN sound.
So imagine my disappointment when he spends maybe half a page talking about Woodstock and doesn't even mention that CSN played at Altamont, pays no attention to the songwriting processes, and behaves as if songs like "5D" and "Helplessly Hoping" don't even exist.
It was all right in the end, I guess, but could have been so very much better. I was hoping for a discussion of my favorite music, but that is not what I got at all.
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This is actually a pretty unique and admirable book. It might be one of the earliest versions of the combination autobiography supplemented with bit-player oral history memoir - and for Crosby's truly "lock him the f' up" lifestyle - it really works. Basically for a solid 10-15 years of his life "the Cros" (as he is called) was chained to the crack pipe. Day by day he was pouring money and talent into the cesspool of umm. . .Dionysus? That's putting too fine a point on a grotesque display of ram
This is actually a pretty unique and admirable book. It might be one of the earliest versions of the combination autobiography supplemented with bit-player oral history memoir - and for Crosby's truly "lock him the f' up" lifestyle - it really works. Basically for a solid 10-15 years of his life "the Cros" (as he is called) was chained to the crack pipe. Day by day he was pouring money and talent into the cesspool of umm. . .Dionysus? That's putting too fine a point on a grotesque display of rampant self-indulgence. But yeah - it's a great read - mainly because it's a rare star-memoir that doesn't puff away all the dark stuff. Crosby loves to sail too. . .It's pretty wrong that this man was allowed to be famous - but perhaps he deserved his life which sounds like it was pretty grim.
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I've seen CSN&Y in their various formations many times over a period of 30 years and they've always been one of my all time favorite groups. I was captivated by David's rise to fame and felt sorry for him over his addictions, but came to almost hate him as I read the details and realized I could never imagine such a selfish person.
And then I came to understand that SO much of his dysfunction was drug related. He is one lucky man to have the love of so many true friends and one brave and str
I've seen CSN&Y in their various formations many times over a period of 30 years and they've always been one of my all time favorite groups. I was captivated by David's rise to fame and felt sorry for him over his addictions, but came to almost hate him as I read the details and realized I could never imagine such a selfish person.
And then I came to understand that SO much of his dysfunction was drug related. He is one lucky man to have the love of so many true friends and one brave and strong individual to kick a habit as horrific as the one he had.
This is an old book and I googled him to see how he's doing - he's a trooper and I'll be there to cheer him on at his next concert.
The book was brutally honest, well written, and David Crosby is one hell of a guy to have the courage to reveal so much. I cried all the way through the last 30 pages or so - what a happy, happy ending - and a true one!!
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I love to read a book like this and be on the computer to look up and listen to music from the author! Looking back at videos of nash and crosby its so very clear to hear how beautiful their voices mesh! I am a big crosby fan, and found this book very entertaining and also sad to see what happens with money, fame and drugs......but he has managed to come thru it all with his wife Jan and lots of details into the music and the times! I just bought new Cros album and love it and also found used cd
I love to read a book like this and be on the computer to look up and listen to music from the author! Looking back at videos of nash and crosby its so very clear to hear how beautiful their voices mesh! I am a big crosby fan, and found this book very entertaining and also sad to see what happens with money, fame and drugs......but he has managed to come thru it all with his wife Jan and lots of details into the music and the times! I just bought new Cros album and love it and also found used cd American dream with the very real song compass. I have to say i laughed at the parrot story and just the level of honesty he managed to reach in this book!
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The story of one of the most influential bands of the 1960s and 70s, this is a brutally honest account of the singers life, loves and vices. A charter member of the generation of sex, drugs and rock-and-roll, Crosby indulged unstintingly in all of the above.
Crosby is a combination of many traits: a good friend and fair weather lover; a talented musician and drug addicted idler; a man who fell in and out of love with the ease of the true artist. We see him in all his glory and shame, culminating
The story of one of the most influential bands of the 1960s and 70s, this is a brutally honest account of the singers life, loves and vices. A charter member of the generation of sex, drugs and rock-and-roll, Crosby indulged unstintingly in all of the above.
Crosby is a combination of many traits: a good friend and fair weather lover; a talented musician and drug addicted idler; a man who fell in and out of love with the ease of the true artist. We see him in all his glory and shame, culminating with his close brush with death and new found maturity and happiness. I was honestly thrilled for him in finding a balance between fame and inner peace and the positive vibe he shared with his fans.
I thoroughly enjoyed this roller coaster ride through a turbulent but ultimately fulfilling life.
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About halfway through . . . up to the photos, the late '70s, about the time I was also living in Miami and involved in the music scene there. In a sense, the story is close to me although I've never met him, while having interacted and been friends and acquainted with some of the folks, places and objects mentioned. This is the third of his books that I've read, working backward chronologically from the last to the first.
Well, I love the personal take on the music, and the music biz, (especially
About halfway through . . . up to the photos, the late '70s, about the time I was also living in Miami and involved in the music scene there. In a sense, the story is close to me although I've never met him, while having interacted and been friends and acquainted with some of the folks, places and objects mentioned. This is the third of his books that I've read, working backward chronologically from the last to the first.
Well, I love the personal take on the music, and the music biz, (especially the free agent stuff because I intuitively gravitated toward that as an indie, of course not on the mega level that he was dealing with and the pressure of that . . . and I used to get it big time from Fuzz too, which I didn't understand at first, although I was quite familiar with Pete Seeger's independent status regarding recording contracts as a means to combat censorship . . . and I always enjoyed the freedom with my projects), also the names and places, the scene, and then, you know, getting old is not for the faint of heart . . . they say, and I think it's true. I did freebase once, but I'm such a light weight, first off, never cared that much for cocaine, until a friend brought back a load of coca leaves from Peru, and I think they were mixed with Ayahuasca because I got really tripped out after I ate them. So, at the time that I tried that base, around 1980/79ish, I was living in Coral Gables, working off debt at the dealer's house, bunked in, and I was also running two miles a day down at the park near Sailboat Bay, the figure eight track, well I got one mile into the run when my chest froze up, couldn't breath in or out . . . reckoned I was dying and looked around for a good place to take my rest, a nearby tree looked hospitable enough, quite near the water, but I gamely tried to get some air in my lungs, the sensation was like getting the wind knocked out of you but you weren't 'knocked' by anything . . . hmmm, after I managed to finally get a little air down my gullet . . . maybe it was the freebase?? So I didn't see any reason to repeat that episode again, and that would have had to include the base . . . ;)
I had my own kind of hard luck and trouble in Miami, good times too. Fuzz took me 'round to Fred Neil's house back in '78 and Elliot's office a couple of years ago, and then took me to the session he did with Chris in Santa Barbara . .. and I pitched a song that Slick played guitar on, circa 1984 at Bayshore with Buddy Thornton, to Chris through the engineer at West Studio . . . I don't know, maybe I can help someone, including myself.
Oh yeah, and I was at the Town Hall gig around then too, standing next to Art Garfunkle in the wings. I got there early around sound check, said I was a friend of Fuzzy's and was allowed backstage.
I particularly remember the piano piece and the thing about wanting to turn right, but going left, also reiterated in the book. The piano piece was pristine, don't remember if you were singing but I was standing right behind the piano and you looked up and smiled at me as you tickled the last note. Ok that's all for now
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This is kind of the 'unfinished' story of David Crosby as the book ends in 1988 which is almost twenty-five years ago. I picked up the book because I was interested in his time in The Byrds, and this is covered fairly well.
After The Byrds broke up, he became a founding member of the super group, 'Crosby, Stils, Nash, and Young' which took off at nearly the same time that his drug habit spiraled out of control. He certainly makes the case that 'free basing' cocaine takes addiction to an entirely
This is kind of the 'unfinished' story of David Crosby as the book ends in 1988 which is almost twenty-five years ago. I picked up the book because I was interested in his time in The Byrds, and this is covered fairly well.
After The Byrds broke up, he became a founding member of the super group, 'Crosby, Stils, Nash, and Young' which took off at nearly the same time that his drug habit spiraled out of control. He certainly makes the case that 'free basing' cocaine takes addiction to an entirely new level. A large part of the book focuses on his harrowing descent into abject drug addiction, and then his incarceration in the Texas prison system for drug and weapons possession. Here he is able to reform his life, and put his drug addicted past behind him.
It's an interesting read, and I found him not to be a very likable person, but certainly one of the most talented song writers and vocalists of the 60's.
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I am a huge fan of David Crosby's music. Suffice it to say if you are not, you may not enjoy this book as much as I did. It contains everything you would expect from a "rock bio", from sexual escapades to heart-breaking and career breaking drug use and prison time. He remembers enough of the sixties to really let you in on what it was like to experience it, and what he doesn't is relived honestly in the voices of his friends. What sets it apart, in my opinion, is David's non-narcissistic and can
I am a huge fan of David Crosby's music. Suffice it to say if you are not, you may not enjoy this book as much as I did. It contains everything you would expect from a "rock bio", from sexual escapades to heart-breaking and career breaking drug use and prison time. He remembers enough of the sixties to really let you in on what it was like to experience it, and what he doesn't is relived honestly in the voices of his friends. What sets it apart, in my opinion, is David's non-narcissistic and candid approach. He has an absolutely endearing personality and thankfully has come through the other side as a warm, caring, responsible, incredibly wise and still talented musician and activist. If you can read this without falling in love with David Crosby and not humming "Southern Cross" while you catalogue all your folk and classic rock cd's, then you are much less of a sap than me.
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Remarkable similarities between the two -- time period, extravagance + excess, addiction and recovery -- but at heart I'm more interested in Crosby's scene (West Coast beats begetting folk-rock, country-rock, and rock-rock), and he tells his story with a little more reflection and scope. His downward spiral is riveting, until it becomes overwhelming, at which point a couple weeks ago I put the book down, but was prompted to pick it up after finis
Think I may have liked this one more than Keef's.
Remarkable similarities between the two -- time period, extravagance + excess, addiction and recovery -- but at heart I'm more interested in Crosby's scene (West Coast beats begetting folk-rock, country-rock, and rock-rock), and he tells his story with a little more reflection and scope. His downward spiral is riveting, until it becomes overwhelming, at which point a couple weeks ago I put the book down, but was prompted to pick it up after finishing Keef's Life. Where Life is anecdotal, without much concession to narrative, Long Time Gone feels bigger than Crosby's life. Idealism and stoned good times in the 60s give way to paranoia and isolation in the 70s. Almost mythic. Totally rad. Almost as good as Marilyn Manson's auto.
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David did a college tour upon finishing the book and I had a chance to talk with him while at the University of Maine back in 1988. The book details a true story David's rise and fall, and rise again. Long Time Gone also illustrates how powerful addiction can be and offers some insight into the uncertain world of drug dependency.
This is a must-read for any avid CSN fans. Being a music fan but not a freak, I found myself almost bored with the details of the various band members and their comings and goings. I wanted the meat of the thing...details of David's descent into addiction and his climb back out. Sadly, that was saved for the last quarter of the book. I think that perhaps he wrote it too soon after stopping the abuse. He still has a sort of "pink cloud" effect going on, although in the case of a star, perhaps tha
This is a must-read for any avid CSN fans. Being a music fan but not a freak, I found myself almost bored with the details of the various band members and their comings and goings. I wanted the meat of the thing...details of David's descent into addiction and his climb back out. Sadly, that was saved for the last quarter of the book. I think that perhaps he wrote it too soon after stopping the abuse. He still has a sort of "pink cloud" effect going on, although in the case of a star, perhaps that doesn't go away. Still and all, it was worth the 500 pages!
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Long Time Gone: the Autobiography of David Crosby
by David Crosby (Doubleday 1988) (780.92). Crosby tells it all. He was there in the middle of it all in the 1960’s, and he was usually stirring it up. Crosby was widely known to have the best dope and the most women of any rock star of his era. This is a tale of terrifying addiction, but Cros has proven that anyone can recover and live a happy and purposeful life. My rating: 7.5/10, finished 2011.
I love David Crosby, I love his voice, his music, his banter with Nash and Stills and of course the 'stache. However this book is a
dis-organized mess. The events in Crosby's life are basically revealed by close friends, not-so-close friends and fellow druggies, with minimal commentary by David himself. In spite of some descriptive passages, one is left with a chronology of events that unfolded in Crosby's life, rather than a story being told.
I like rock from this era. Sadly, I haven't read that many books about it. This was one of the few, and I don't remember much about it other than Crosby's heroic consumption of drugs. It is a shame because I do like a lot of his music; esp the harmonious CSN tunes and "Eight Miles High" by the Byrds.
The first third of the book -- which covers Crosby's early years, the Byrds, CSN(Y)'s prime era -- is amazing. But it almost gets short shrift compared to the next two-thirds, which drag out a tedious history of drug use and sailing (Cros would try to get clean by escaping onto his beloved schooner). Written as an oral history, which is mostly refreshing. Just wish there had been more from his friends in the 60s.
Definitely one of the better music bios I've read. I have never been a huge fan of Crosby Stills and Nash. Except for when they had Neil Young. But he only stuck around for a bit.
I recall being impressed at Crosby's honesty after reading this book, and like his little trick of peppering the narrative with passages he asked others to write. Not all of them complimentary. Nice touch.
Such an awesome saga of Rock and Roll excess in the late 60's and 70's, Crosby lays it all on the line and it makes for a very entertaining read. A humbling experience indeed, one hopes that others with perhaps a similar bent might choose wisely and live vicariously through Crosby, rather than make their own attempt at living life like Icarus.
Having seen David Crosby perform live when he could barely stand I wanted to read this book. I think it was an honest account of his life. I enjoyed the book and hope David can keep his life in order and find peace.
This is a suprising book. I read this before sitting behind his wife in a concert where he sang our house while looking at her. They have been to hell and back together and there love is inspiring.
I don't know how this guy has lived to be 71 as of 2012. Amazing how a man with so much talent could be so screwed up. But he survived. And thrived in his old age. Gives me hope.
Interesting autobiography, if you're into the rock & roll years of the late 60s & 70s, or are a fan of CSN. Recounts beating his drug addiction, among other things.
I enjoy autobiographies and this one was especially good. I love David Crosby and am happy he has survived all these years. Entries by Jackson Browne are touching.
I've actually read it before, but I think this is a great book about love, sex and drugs and coming out of the 70s alive. That and I adore Crosby. He writes honestly.
How do you do that many drugs & come out alive!? His path crosses Chris O'Dell's. Consider reading her autobiography if you like the music of this period.