Peter "Ginger" Baker is a legend. A pioneering drummer who has transcended genres, he did much to popularize world music with his fierce passion for the rhythms of Africa. He is that rare thing, a critically acclaimed musician who has enjoyed global success with not one but several supergroups to his name, including Cream and Blind Faith. Here, Ginger tells his story for t
Peter "Ginger" Baker is a legend. A pioneering drummer who has transcended genres, he did much to popularize world music with his fierce passion for the rhythms of Africa. He is that rare thing, a critically acclaimed musician who has enjoyed global success with not one but several supergroups to his name, including Cream and Blind Faith. Here, Ginger tells his story for the first time and without any self-censorship. It's an often harrowing, but honest journey from his humble beginnings in war-torn south London to his adopted home in South Africa's beautiful Western Cape. He tells of his life-long love of jazz, how he discovered the drums and African music, and life on the road. He also confesses to the heroin use that should have killed him in his colorful 1960s prime, working and playing with the biggest names of the time. In the 1970s, he came up with a trans-Saharan trucking scheme, was a successful rally driver, built an ill-fated recording studio, and discovered a consuming passion for playing polo. He talks candidly of the loss and recovery of his fortune, his three marriages, Cream's 1993 induction into the rock 'n' roll hall of fame, their subsequent successful reunion in 2005, and his hopes for the future.
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Easily the coolest member of Cream, Ginger Baker's autobiography makes for interesting and entertaining reading. I mean, Baker made horrible decision after horrible decision in his life so
Hellraiser
is kind of a tragedy, in a sense. Wives, poor business decisions and polo were Ginger Baker's kryptonite. I don't feel like he spends enough time on his Graham Bond and Cream days, but that's likely just because I'm most interested in that period of Baker's life.
I particularly like the bit on page 6
Easily the coolest member of Cream, Ginger Baker's autobiography makes for interesting and entertaining reading. I mean, Baker made horrible decision after horrible decision in his life so
Hellraiser
is kind of a tragedy, in a sense. Wives, poor business decisions and polo were Ginger Baker's kryptonite. I don't feel like he spends enough time on his Graham Bond and Cream days, but that's likely just because I'm most interested in that period of Baker's life.
I particularly like the bit on page 65 where Baker talks about what a joke Mick Jagger was and how easily Baker, Jack Bruce and Johnny Parker could throw Jagger off when given the sorry task of backing him up on stage. It's telling that Brian Jones would be the one to guide Jagger back to the downbeat. Whatever one can accuse Jagger of, it's NOT being the musical member of the Stones in any era or lineup.
It's sad to read that, according to Baker, had he and Mitch Mitchell found Jimi Hendrix that fateful night, Hendrix may have lived to rock another day. Certainly a healthy helping from that jar of cocaine would have been better for Jimi than the several sleeping pills he took? We'll never know.
And it sounds like Jack Bruce is a real *sshole.
Quite a character and certainly a hellraiser, Baker has presented his story well. It's unique, engaging and bizarre.
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Unsurprisingly, Ginger Baker's take on the events he's lived through is extremely one-sided.
No matter the situation, not matter how far he fell, nothing was ever Ginger's fault.
Few people are spared his scathing criticism, with Jack Bruce repeatedly the target.
A good, if one-sided, tale that would have benefited from a more in-depth look at his life in music and less on his polo-playing days.
But a harrowing tale at times - a cautionary tale of how someone can go from headlining the Albert Hall t
Unsurprisingly, Ginger Baker's take on the events he's lived through is extremely one-sided.
No matter the situation, not matter how far he fell, nothing was ever Ginger's fault.
Few people are spared his scathing criticism, with Jack Bruce repeatedly the target.
A good, if one-sided, tale that would have benefited from a more in-depth look at his life in music and less on his polo-playing days.
But a harrowing tale at times - a cautionary tale of how someone can go from headlining the Albert Hall to a heroin addict working as a brickie in the space of 10 years.
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Ginger Baker, for those of you who don't know, is one of the greatest drummers of all time...performing groundbreaking work with legendary bands like The Graham Bond Organization, Cream, and Blind Faith. I've been a big fan of Ginger Baker's for years. One of the greatest thrills of my life was going to see him in concert (with Cream bassist Jack Bruce) when I was 21 in New York.
I've always found Ginger Baker a fascinating and unusual drummer. His playing style is loose, unpredictable, and quit
Ginger Baker, for those of you who don't know, is one of the greatest drummers of all time...performing groundbreaking work with legendary bands like The Graham Bond Organization, Cream, and Blind Faith. I've been a big fan of Ginger Baker's for years. One of the greatest thrills of my life was going to see him in concert (with Cream bassist Jack Bruce) when I was 21 in New York.
I've always found Ginger Baker a fascinating and unusual drummer. His playing style is loose, unpredictable, and quite unorthodox. As a rock and roll drummer, Baker never pushed the power of the 2 and 4 into a backbeat. Instead, he would swing...like the jazz drummer he was at heart, and also pound the tom toms and double bass drums like an African tribesman. Even the way he held the drumsticks, and swung his right arm over the snare drum was strange. It's fun to play the drums like Ginger Baker...though I need to be in a certain frame of mind to do it, as its so very...odd, distinctive, and quite awesome in its own way...
Ginger Baker is good at so many things...playing polo, taking care of horses, building things with his hands, automotive work, songwriting, and of course drums...yet sadly, writing is not exactly one of them. His prose is sometimes hard to decipher...and poorly organized. Anecdotes are thrown together all at once...to the point where it ceases to make sense. In one page, he accidentally kills a man...then in the next paragraph, his polo improves. I don't know about you, yet running over a man with your Range Rover in Africa is kind of a big deal...not to be glossed over. Yet Baker's shoves things like that aside...and spends more time discussing his money, affairs, drug use, horses and polo games in graphic detail...
Peter Edward Baker was born on August 19 1939. Nicknamed "Ginger" due to his reddish-brown hair...Baker grew up poor, and fatherless...after his dad was killed in World War II when he was 4 years old. His first love was bicycling...and worked hard to compete in races and the like. Yet jazz took hold of him at an early age...and soon he found himself drumming on tables and chairs. On a whim, his friends encouraged Baker to jump on the drums at a party...and he surprised himself that he could actually play. A fussy student, Baker excelled in art...eventually getting himself a job at a design office. Yet when music gigs started to pay off, he left his job behind in order to hit the road playing jazz with combo after another...
Ginger Baker was/still is a massive drug addict...and has been since he was a young man. It started when he was a boy with cigarettes. That was the first addiction. When Baker began playing music, he was introduced to marijuana. Back in those days, few people knew about the dangers of drugs...so it was just too easy for Baker to move on from marijuana to smack (heroin), cocaine, and anything else available. Much of the book discussed his struggles with addiction...staying clean for a period, then relapsing back again. Drugs became an important part of his existence...as a user, and also...as a dealer. It's a miracle he's still alive, considering how many drugs he used over the years...His record is scarred with one, small drug bust in the 70's...which has haunted him with immigration issues to this very day...
Baker was never a rock and roller, per say...he just sort of fell into it. After years of playing jazz, he started playing blues with Alexis Corner in London (where he topped the bill and backed up a small support act featuring Mick Jagger, Keith Richards and Brian Jones)...which lead to the formation of the Graham Bond Organization. It was here where he first played with his arch nemesis...bassist Jack Bruce. Yet as Bond got deeper and deeper into drugs, Ginger Baker decided to leave the band to form his own new band. Having met and played with guitarist Eric Clapton during his Graham Bond Organization days, he asked Clapton to join his band. Clapton suggested they get Jack Bruce on bass, and Baker reluctantly agreed.
From their earliest singles in 1966, to their final album in 1969...Cream were one of the greatest bands to have emerged from the 1960's. They were the ultimate power trio, with three musicians who were not just good...but masters of their craft. Their output was pretty incredible...with songs like "I'm So Glad", "I Feel Free", "Sunshine of Your Love", "White Room". "Badge" and my personal favorite..."Toad", as it features a fantastic Ginger Baker drum solo. Unfortunately, Baker devotes only a scant 25 pages of his 291 page book to his original Cream years...going into very little detail about what went on. Much of it is sour grapes. Though Baker mentions how great it was to be in the band in the beginning, he laments the fact that he was never given enough credit for his contributions to the songs. This chief villain in all things songwriting, and live performance (according to Baker) is his arch nemesis Jack Bruce.
Baker presents Bruce as a selfish, irrational man...who was prone to fits of extreme anger if he didn't get his way. Ever since their days together in the Graham Bond Organization, Ginger Baker and Jack Bruce clashed. Baker always felt that Jack Bruce only thought of him as just the drummer...the least important member of the band. Worse, Baker blames Jack Bruce directly for the breakup of Cream in 1968, as well as the second dismantling of the band after their 2005 reunion in London and New York. His chief complaint? At some point, Jack Bruce would insist upon turning his bass amp up way too loud...which would result in Eric Clapton turning his guitar amp up..and everything then became so loud that Baker couldn't hear himself play...and his ears would hurt. Cream ended (per Baker) when he and his good friend Eric Clapton decided amongst themselves that the volume and conflict with Jack Bruce just got to be way too much...so they decided to end the band. Ginger Baker hated their famous 1968 farewell concert at the Royal Albert Hall.
A mere 9 pages is devoted to his next supergroup...Blind Faith, a fantastic quartet featuring Steve Winwood on keyboards and vocals, Eric Clapton on lead guitar, and Rick Grech on bass guitar. Their landmark 1969 album was immensely popular, and they played huge concerts at London's Hyde Park, and massive North American venues like Madison Square Garden. The Garden gig ended in a huge riot...started by none other than Ginger Baker. Apparently, when he saw a fan being roughly manhandled off stage, Baker got up from his drums and assaulted a police officer. Baker reveals next to nothing about the band...yet goes into depth about the drugs he was using at the time.
The rest of the book shifts focus to discuss Ginger Baker's personal life and passions. After Blind Faith, Baker played with a number of groups...and still played gigs and did tours over the next 30 years, yet nothing with the magnitude and weight of Cream or Blind Faith...yet his prime focus was in other ventures. Through friends like musician Fela Kuti, he became smitten with Nigeria...eventually opening up an ill-fated recording studio down there, and living there full time. When that fell apart, he focused on being a farmer, and raising horses. Polo became his new passion...and he pursued it vigorously all over the world. Back in England, he consorted with notorious British gangster (and actor!) John Bindon...and ran afoul of the police and the tax bureau.
In the 80's he fled to Italy where he lived for 6 years in a house rent free in exchange for refurbishing it. He worked the land and the house...and also became a volunteer fireman. When his luck ran out there, he moved to California to break into showbiz as an actor (!!). He got fed up after one small role, and choose to go back to music. For a number of years, he played with a variety of bands...and lived on his ranch with his horses...and played lots of polo. He tried for years to start his own polo club...yet it was always fall apart for some reason or another. When California started to look bad (polo wise), Baker and his wife moved to Colorado.
After a number of years in Colorado, Baker began fed up with American immigration...who hassled him every single time he returned to the U.S. from abroad. So, he packed up everything and moved to KwaZulu-Natal in South Africa. Yet he was disgusted by apartheid, and the corrupt government...though the polo was quite good. To get away from that, he settled in Tulbagh, in the Western Cape Province of South Africa...where he remains today with his horses and his polo.
Last but not least...Baker's book is littered with stories about the women in his life. An important woman to Baker's story (aside from his Mum) was his long-suffering wife Liz...who bore him three children...Nettie, Leda and Koffi. He seems to have been closest to his oldest child...Nettie, who was later became his closest companion when it came down to all things horses. Though his youngest, Koffi...was the one who continued his father's craft on the drums. They would often perform together. However, this was not the most sound family...as Baker cheated on his wife Liz hundreds of times...maybe thousands...with any and every woman he would encounter. In his book, Baker goes into great detail about his many affairs...I now know more about Ginger Baker's sex life than I ever wanted to know. Eventually, Liz had enough of her cheating husband...so he moved on to marry his second wife, Sarah, in the early 80's. Eventually, Sarah wised up...and left him for another man. Next came Karen in 1990...who loved to spend his money, stole a few things from him...and was gravely indifferent to his well-being when he became seriously ill. After his third divorce, Baker ended up with an African woman named Kudzi, whom he might still be with to this day...
If anything, Ginger Baker: Hellraiser: The Autobiography of the World's Greatest Drummer taught me that Ginger Baker is quite the confusing character. He loves his cars, yet has crashed or destroyed all of them in one way or another. He struggles with money, yet resists or rebels against many commercial ventures that could make him money (including Cream reunions). He has a severe dislike of Bruce Springsteen...for reasons I still don't quite understand. He loved sitting next to Naomi Campbell, yet hated attending the 1993 Rock and Roll Hall of Fame ceremony because he had to sit for hours listening to "idiots like Jim Morrison's band pick up their awards."
Ginger Baker is a wild, defiant eccentric force of nature...With that in mind, I feel grateful that his daughter and the folks at John Blake Publishing were able to even GET a book out of him. Due to the haphazard writing style, I struggled through it as much as I enjoyed it. Even if it wasn't that great of a book...I still appreciated the opportunity to learn more about the genius drummer who influenced a thousand other percussionists...including myself. Regardless of what you may think of him as a husband, father, drug addict, polo player, actor, drug dealer, studio owner,fireman, sculptor and writer...there's no argument about his musical ability. That boy can play...
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As a HUGE fan of Ginger Baker's music I was a little disappointed by the relative lack of stories about that part of his life. I was hoping for the story of his drumming career, whereas this is really the story of his life generally, including lots of stuff about his other passions such as horses and polo and cross-Nigerian-off-road-racing and drugs and sex. Big fans know there's a lot more to Ginger Baker than Cream. He recorded with Public Image Ltd, Andy Summers, Hawkwind, Masters of Reality
As a HUGE fan of Ginger Baker's music I was a little disappointed by the relative lack of stories about that part of his life. I was hoping for the story of his drumming career, whereas this is really the story of his life generally, including lots of stuff about his other passions such as horses and polo and cross-Nigerian-off-road-racing and drugs and sex. Big fans know there's a lot more to Ginger Baker than Cream. He recorded with Public Image Ltd, Andy Summers, Hawkwind, Masters of Reality and lots more. He doesn't go into much detail about any of that, but it's still a really wild ride full of famous people he met in his travels and troubles. And there's plenty of stuff about Cream and Clapton and jazz etc mixed in with the rest. First watch the documentary "Beware of Mr. Baker" and see if you can stand this guy. After that if you want more you might try his book. Not exactly a good book, not exactly a good person. You'll only love it if you already love him.
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This was only an "okay" read for me. I have always been a big fan of Cream and whilst I have not followed Ginger Baker's career I thought this would be a good read where I would learn more about the bands he had been part of and some of the creative thoughts that went into the music. Instead this is all about his drug taking, womanising, and hobbies, and the music really takes second place. If anything, his music is only there to fund his other activities. Nothing wrong with that I guess - but i
This was only an "okay" read for me. I have always been a big fan of Cream and whilst I have not followed Ginger Baker's career I thought this would be a good read where I would learn more about the bands he had been part of and some of the creative thoughts that went into the music. Instead this is all about his drug taking, womanising, and hobbies, and the music really takes second place. If anything, his music is only there to fund his other activities. Nothing wrong with that I guess - but it made it was less interesting for me.
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Ginger is one of the greatest drummers of all-time, but his life story is no less wild and strange! I do wish he'd have gone into more detail about the years with Cream and Blind Faith, and he has a tendency to jump about a bit when it comes to his narrative, but overall this is a really interesting and enjoyable book.
Golly he's a curmudgeon and the lack of self-awareness began to get to me after a while but I did enjoy this, even the very long segments about polo. It overlaps nicely with the documentary Beware of Mr Baker. He is a remarkable musician and luckily, that comes through much of the time. I also like knowing that he was a visual art and poet as well.
Well, now I've read all the Cream bios, and I think this one's the best. Ginger Baker is irascible and plain-spoken, as everyone knows, and he tells his stories without prettying up his own image, so one trusts his version. Ginger definitely does not like Jack, which I suppose we all already know.
The book is full of colorful tales of music, sex, drugs, polo, road-racing in Africa, and shady dealings with dangerous characters, none of whom seem to intimidate Ginger at all.
Ginger's daughter Ginett
Well, now I've read all the Cream bios, and I think this one's the best. Ginger Baker is irascible and plain-spoken, as everyone knows, and he tells his stories without prettying up his own image, so one trusts his version. Ginger definitely does not like Jack, which I suppose we all already know.
The book is full of colorful tales of music, sex, drugs, polo, road-racing in Africa, and shady dealings with dangerous characters, none of whom seem to intimidate Ginger at all.
Ginger's daughter Ginette helped edit the book, and I wonder what effect his detailing of all his affairs had on this child of Ginger's first wife? Maybe Ginette will tell her own story someday.
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I have always said, much to the amusement of some of my musically inclined friends, that Ginger Baker is the greatest rock drummer ever. Now Baker says it himself-over and over and over. His memoir is as much about his polo experiences as his musical ones. He has quite a knack for being in the midst of chaos, much of it self-caused. Baker is rather open about his well-known difficulties working with Jack Bruce, which continued far beyond Cream days. He is also open about his decades-long struggl
I have always said, much to the amusement of some of my musically inclined friends, that Ginger Baker is the greatest rock drummer ever. Now Baker says it himself-over and over and over. His memoir is as much about his polo experiences as his musical ones. He has quite a knack for being in the midst of chaos, much of it self-caused. Baker is rather open about his well-known difficulties working with Jack Bruce, which continued far beyond Cream days. He is also open about his decades-long struggle with addiction. He comes across as a self-centered spoiled brat, so my advice is to crank up Cream and remember Baker for his amazing talent on the skins.
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Marc Wambolt
As a big Cream fan, I was excited to see your review of 'Ginger Baker: Hellraiser.' I was impressed with your opinion of him as the "greatest rock dru
As a big Cream fan, I was excited to see your review of 'Ginger Baker: Hellraiser.' I was impressed with your opinion of him as the "greatest rock drummer ever." I tend to agree with you. Eric Clapton wasn't bad either, as his "sidekick." What a great group. It made me pull out my CD's (The Very Best of Cream & The Cream of Clapton) and blast them on the stereo. I hadn't listened to them for a while. I love the music of the 60's and think that decade of music will never be duplicated or surpassed. Thanks for sharing your review. Marc
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Apr 03, 2010 05:57PM
Nina
While I am a confirmed classic rock band chick, I have a Ginger Baker Trio cd-if you like jazz, it really is quite good.
Apr 04, 2010 11:28AM
Marc Wambolt
I like the description of yourself as a "confirmed classic rock band chick." I like jazz and a little country, but I grew up on Hendrix, Doors, Led Ze
I like the description of yourself as a "confirmed classic rock band chick." I like jazz and a little country, but I grew up on Hendrix, Doors, Led Zeppelin, etc. I also like some of the current "easy listening" stuff like Jason Mraz, Colbie Caillat, or Michael Buble to name a few. I guess I like all genres of music. As long as it is a good song, I can listen and enjoy it.
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Apr 04, 2010 09:48PM
I read this over several hours, then had to go back and read it again because I'd missed out huge tracts, such was my initial excitement. It's the story of a legend of jazz and rock that is made so normal by all the references to places that I know very well (I live near where Ginger spent his formative years!). If this were a fictitious thriller, people would find it hard to believe. Great read.
as a drummer myself I found this book about one of my favourite drummers very enjoyable,it's an easy read with lots of tales about the many exploits that Ginger has experienced in his,let's say,unusual life.This man does not tolerate fools and this comes across very strongly in this book.
Great read if you've watched the documentary. Ginger Baker is one of the most misunderstood musicians: A jazz guy at heart in a world of amplified guitars. His stories of playing with Hendrix and Fela Kuti are fascinating. One of the greatest minds in music.
Some of the stories he told were great, the way he told them left a lot to be desired. It was interesting to learn details of the death of Jimi Hendrix that I had never heard before.
Shite, potentially could've been such a good read because of the era/subject matter, but it's so badly written/narrated & the guy comes across as a total knobhead.