The Dirt: Confessions of the World's Most Notorious Rock Band

Whiskey and porn stars, bright reds and auto accidents, high heels and black leather, overdoses and fatalities. This is the life of Mötley Crüe, the world's most intoxicated, violent, overly sexualized, and conceited band. Their incredible adventures are legendary in the world of rock 'n' roll. They got to know the interior of every prison cell from California to Japan, they partied with the largest drug traffickers, they instigated the fiercest fights, and they nailed the sexiest girls. Living life to the fullest—from the most extravagant dreams to the most tragic tragedies—has occupied their whole professional life. Vinnie murdered a guy and lost a daughter to cancer; Nikki overdosed, awoke from the dead, and then overdosed again the next day; Tommy married two worldwide sex icons; Mick shot a lady and attempted to hang his own brother. But that's just the start. Driven by rage, filled with an excess of alcohol and drugs, debauched women, wrecked cars, insane managers, and fractured bones, Mötley Crüe raged through two decades, leaving a legacy of broken bones, smashed hotel rooms, and debauched women that still makes the music industry shudder. In The Dirt, all these horrible deeds are exposed, along with their terrible consequences.

This is the unadulterated account of the whole amazing, heartbreaking tale, straight from Nikki, Vince, Tommy, and Mick. These pages, which have never been published before, contain Tommy Lee's letters to Pamela Anderson from prison. In them, he confesses to Mick that he has an incurable disease that is slowly killing him; Vince describes the train wreck that his life became after burying his own daughter; and Nikki describes his agonizing struggle to deal with a life driven by anger over being abandoned as a child, discovering a family he never knew he had, and then losing them. Alongside it all are several uncommon, never-before-seen photos, mug images, and handwritten lyrics. Nobody is exempt. Not Heather Locklear, AC/DC, David Lee Roth, Ozzy Osbourne, Vanity, Aerosmith, Pamela Anderson, Guns N' Roses, Donna D'Errico, RATT, or those two chicks from Dallas, Texas.

There's no denying that these men are brilliant. They sold over 40 million records, from Shout at the Devil to Dr. Feelgood; they went on twelve global tours and have the scars to show for it; they created glam metal and then left it in the dust; and they managed to sustain a fervent fan base at a period of disposable pop stars. The whole MTV generation's mentality has been permanently inked by Mötley Crüe. They really are the best rock 'n' roll group. Read The Dirt if you don't think it's true. You have no idea what decadence is.