By Tony Fletcher
Keith Moon used to be greater than simply rock's maximum drummer, he used to be a lovely personality and an extravagant hell raiser who - in a last, uncharacteristic act of grace - really did die earlier than he received previous. This re-creation incorporates a newly written After note that consiers Moon's lasting legacy, the dying of John Entwistle and The Who's ongoing profession within the new millennium. during this impressive biography, Tony Fletcher questions the myths, avoids the time-honoured anecdotes and talks afresh to people who the place closest to Moon together with Kim, his spouse of 8 years, and Linda, his sister and Annette Walter-Lax, his major female friend of the ultimate years. additionally interviewed are Oliver Reed, Larry Hagman, David Putnam, Alice Cooper, Dave Edmunds, Jeff Beck, John Entwistle etc who labored and partied with him. In interviewing over a hundred those who knew Moon, Fletcher unearths the reality at the back of the 'famous' stunts that by no means occured - and the extra outrageous ones that did! He additionally uncovers staggering information about Moon's outrageous extravagance which used to be financed by means of The Who's American luck.
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