Flea: Blood, Sugar, Sex, Magik, Drugs, Mischief & Self-Discovery

Flea takes us along for the wild ride of revisiting his chaotic childhood and musical upbringing in his new memoir, Acid for the Children

Flea: Blood, Sugar, Sex, Magik, Drugs, Mischief & Self-Discovery

Flea takes us along for the wild ride of revisiting his chaotic childhood and musical upbringing in his new memoir, Acid for the Children

“I just loved feeling the metal strings under my fingers, the deep thunk as I struck them and invented my finger dances. That wood, the long piece of it, smooth and rounded on the backside so my left palm could slide up and down it like when sliding down the banister and whooping it up in an old house with a big staircase. Those left-hand fingers gripping around the other hard, flat side of the wood, strips of metal crisscrossing it one way, and the long metal strings floating magically above it on the other. Each of my fingertips with its own little brain excitingly plotting their moves atop the strings, all of my heart and body vibrating with the VOOM POP BOOM RAOOM BOP.” To hear Flea interpret his earliest experiences of playing bass is a thing of beauty. To learn the most intimate details of his turbulent upbringing, and the wild journey of morphing from Michael Peter Balzary into the rock icon he is today, through his own words, makes for one hell of a book. His new memoir, A
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Jon D'Auria   By: Jon D'Auria

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