Fargo Rock City : A Heavy Metal Odyssey in Rural North Dakota

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Empirically proving that -- no matter where you are -- kids wanna rock, this is Chuck Klosterman's hilrious memoir of growing up as a shameless metalhead in Wyndmere, North Dakotoa (population: 498). With a voice like Ace Frehley's guitar, Klosterman hacks his way through hair-band history, beginning with that fateful day in 1983 when his older brother brought home Mötley Crüe's Shout at the Devil. The fifth-grade Chuck wasn't quite ready to rock -- his hair was too short and his farm was too quiet -- but he still found a way to bang his nappy little head. Before the journey was over, he would slow-dance to Poison, sleep innocently beneath satanic pentagrams, lust for Lita Ford, and get ridiculously intellectual about Guns N' Roses. C'mon and feel his noize.

What Customers Say About Fargo Rock City : A Heavy Metal Odyssey in Rural North Dakota:

I'll keep this one short and simple.if you feel the desire to read a Klosterman book.this is the one. Now, you want some good advice. I truly enjoyed this book. Although I am a bit older than Chuck I cold relate to his experiences and thoughts. Stay away from Eating The Dinosaur and Killing Yourself To Live.both are garbage, pure and simple, they're terrible. Dave in Mass

I picked this up expecting a portrait of Klosterman's youth in rural ND and how it, and he, was affected by music--I was sorely disappointed. There is no odyssey, only Klosterman's opinions of the 80's metal scene (some interesting, some annoying, and some flat out dumb). Fine for anyone between the ages of 35-45 who actually obsessed over hair bands as much as he did, but if you were born after 1975 (I was) and aren't interested in a meaningless avalanche of names and dates (I'm not) don't bother reading.

I liked Cocoa Puffs more than Fargo but both are very good. I disagreed with his takes on Rush being Christian rockers and Queensryche being just like Dream Theater, but it's hard for me to quibble with a guy who's so self-deprecating and makes me laugh out loud. His description of Poison on Page 63 is a highlight, as is three year hiatus on reviews for calling a particular cheesy album 'stellar.' I just ordered IV. The man can write.

He liked the writing and humor, but didn't get into the topic as much as I did. I have to admit, I really enjoyed this book. I would certainly recommend this book to other people around my age group, but if you were not seriously into the "heavy metal hair bands" of the 80's I do not think you will enjoy this book very much. It was enjoyable because with each chapter I would remember a point of my life as a teenager. My husband who is nine years older than me and never really understood "hair bands" also read the book. The writing is exceptional, but the enjoyment really comes from reliving periods of your own life, as you read each chapter. If you do not have that connection with the music this book may not be as enjoyable to you.

Fantastically funny read for anyone who grew up a teenager in the last 80s age of glam rock and heavy metal. Long live Poison, Motley Crue, and GNR.