The Emancipation of Destroy

Porcelain is rare for music memoir, but increasingly, I guess not so rare because it's well written by the musician themselves. It almost was like a collection of almost standalone short stories. Each chapter is so kind of carefully crafted and has a kind of thematic element going through them that they can almost be read as standalone. Now, it's very fun until it begins to delineate the debauchery and then it becomes a much more darker, blacker book.