'I could tell by the way he was looking at me that we weren't friends anymore.'

I don't read autobiographies. When I read, it's a chance to escape from reality (cliche?) and just drift off into somewhere else - somewhere that someone else has created, so pardon me if I don't wanna read  some two-bit, talentless, so-called 'celeb' who got her tits out a few times and rocked a couple of cool hairstyles boring life story (also, can someone explain why people are now writing their life stories when their still in their 20's - you haven't fucking done anything yet).
I suppose this is another one of my 'rules', but like everything in life there are always exceptions. Exceptions to the rules - this is one of them.
There are few souls roaming this earth who aren't familiar with the Red Hot Chili Peppers and their music - but I'm sure (like me, before reading this book) none of us really know anything about the man behind those genius lyrics: Anthony Kiedis.
I first read this book a few years ago, but I was too young to appreciate it - and way too young to understand it. (I read it cos I had a crush on him - always a good start)
Something weird happened between me reading that book and about 3 months ago - I forgot all about the Chili Peppers; them, their music, their lyrics, this book... I stopped listening to them. Thing is, of course, I didn't even realise I had stopped listening to their music - it wasn't a choice, I just wasn't including them in my playlists for whatever reason. I guess I didn't need them anymore.
Cue near mental breakdown due to overwhelming stress and who comes running but the Chili Peppers - of course. I turned shuffle on and it was just one song after another, I took it as a pretty big sign that I needed them back in my life. Not long after this I hear they're working on a new album (their tenth) and I'm just as excited about their music as I've ever been. (Sorry, I ever left really.)
This brings me right back to my oldest friend Chelsey - oldest in the sense that we've known each other forever, not in the sense that she's 100. She (finally) came home from travelling and told me about the book she'd read (three whole times) whilst away... no prizes for guessing what it was?
I came home and headed straight for my bookcase (which is no more than a shelf filled with piles of my fave books) and there it was - Scar Tissue by Anthony Kiedis. Needless to say I began reading it again immediately and finished it after 3 late nights.
I understand this book now, I appreciate it now and I love it now. Much like when I read Eat, Pray, Love for the first time I was astounded and impressed by the honesty of the author - they're sharing the most intimate details of their lives with you - this, I think, is what makes this book almost impossible to put down.
If you like good books - read this. Hey, if you don't like his band that much, or aren't interested in so called 'rock biographies' that don't matter. This is one of the greatest books I've read, true story or not. It's beautiful.  Warning: if you are going to read this book - sleepless nights ahead of you.