My Booky Wook: A Memoir of Sex, Drugs, and Stand-Up
My Booky Wook: A Memoir of Sex, Drugs, and Stand-Up (Google eBook)
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When Russell Brand was still an infant, his father abandoned the family. Raised as an only child by his mother, this lonely young boy exhibited extreme symptoms, later diagnosed as evidence of bipolar syndrome. By the time he was in his mid-teens, Russell was bulimic, cutting himself, drinking, taking drugs - and performing outrageous stand-up comedy. As his underground reputation grew, so did his problems. In 2003, addicted to heroin and with 11 arrests to his name, he decided to put an end to his excesses. This book tells this story.
About the Author
Russell Brand is a comedian, journalist, TV and radio presenter, and actor. He has won numerous awards including Time Out’s Comedian of the Year, Best Newcomer at the British Comedy Awards, Best TV Performer at the Broadcasting Press Guild Awards, and Most Stylish Man at GQ’s Men of the Year Awards. The first installment of his autobiography, My Booky Wook, was a New York Times bestseller.
Praise for My Booky Wook: A Memoir of Sex, Drugs, and Stand-Up…
“I laughed out loud at least a dozen times. . . . To my shame, I’ll admit I sort of liked My Booky Wook.”
-New York Times
“’The most talented stand-up comedian to emerge in Britain this decade.”
-Daily Telegraph (London)
“Hilarious. . . . A richly detailed memoir that’s peppered with both evocative descriptions of the author’s homeland and memorable lines... Brand promises here another tome ‘about how it feels to be famous.’ To my shame, I can’t wait.”
-Entertainment Weekly
“A scandalous, libidinous memoir. . . . There is nothing [Brand] won’t reveal in search of a laugh and nothing he hasn’t done in search of love or experience or oblivion. . . . . An exceptional combination of candor, ardor, and humor.
-The Guardian
A child’s garden of vices, My Booky Wook is also a relentless ride with a comic mind clearly at the wheel. . . . The bloke can write. He rhapsodizes about heroin better than anyone since Jim Carroll. . . . Compelling.
-New York Times Book Review