I read this three years ago and still hate it and think from time to time about how awful it was.

I can't even count how many times I rolled my eyes throughout reading this book over the way he is with women or when he goes on about how "spiritual" he is.

The worst part, and when I knew I officially hated this pile of shit? When he talks about their tour in Japan and how "sexually reserved" Japanese women are. He said it took eight hours of coercion, but finally at dawn he was able to sleep with her. CONGRATULATIONS, you took a girl who repeatedly said no and WORE HER DOWN after HOURS of convincing her to let you fuck her. That is not a sexual conquest. That is a girl that is exhausted because she has been up all night, whose first language isn't English, and who probably just gave in because she wanted to go home. YOU ARE A FUCKING PREDATOR, and if a "regular" guy did this he wouldn't be praised for it like you expect to be, Kiedis.

And to all the people saying that you just didn't "get it" (as comments to other 1 star reviews) because it's a book about addiction, that is not the problem here. I read, and loved, Russell Brand's My Booky Wook because not only did I find him to be a great writer, but he explained his addictions in a way that didn't make him come off as a boastful douche-bag.

I have a rule to never quit in the middle of a book. I almost broke it while reading this one. I felt like the editor should write an apology for letting Anthony Keidis go on for about 100 pages more than he should've been allowed. It was bad.

Absolutely a 4.5 read. If you have TW when it comes to drug abuse, def avoid. Love Anthony Kiedis and the RHCP. Have read this probably 3 times and now that I see Rider Strong ( Boy Meets World) narrates the audible, I will def be listening to it for the 4th time.

So sue me...I'm a sucker for a celebrity biography, especially one packed with lurid details of drug use and ill-advised sexual escapades. And, I love the Chili Peppers, so this book was irresistible to me. I learned a little about Anthony Kiedis' song-writing process, which was nice. Unfortunately, I also learned that he is a selfish prick with a stunning lack of self-awareness. But, hey, it's only rock-n-roll, right?

Sorry that I am the kind of reader who HAS TO finish a book, once started. This fell into the category of "I wish I never started reading this". What a whiny spoiled brat this guy is! Holy cow! I did not feel sorry for him. He had such an attitude throughout this book. Not sure if it was all him, or the "written with guy'...... whatever his name was! Don't waste your time on this book. Unless you revel in the idiot famous drug addicts, who think it's a great idea to spend all the money they earn, on getting high. I guess being famous and rich isn't enough of a thrill! I feel sorry for his family, as well as the disturbed women who entered and dwelt in his life, before being tossed aside because HE couldn't deal with them and their problems!!!!!! Find a good horror story to read. At least you will enjoy it!

When I first started reading this book I thought to myself what a self involved asshole! Which is sad because I'm a huge Red Hot Chili Peppers fan and really wanted to like him. In fact I had to have a little pep talk with myself so I could carry on reading. It went something along the lines of- "You don’t have to like the person to enjoy the book and find some worth in it." And that little talk stood me in good sted because I think I found the book even more fascinating after having accepted that Kiedis is not a very good person and seems startlingly oblivious to the fact.

He effectively wrote himself as the villain of the piece and he doesn't seem to have realized it. It’s just so interesting to me. I also just could not get over the fact that not once did he condemn his father who essentially got him into doing drugs at age 11 but would make snippy little comments about band mates and girlfriends at every turn for relatively inconsequential things.

But most amazing to me was that a man who clearly sees himself as a modern day poet wrote a 500 page book about himself and didn't include one introspective or self analytically thought!

All in all I would have given this book 5 stars had the continuous cycle of drug abuse and rehab not gotten a little monotonous.

I'm not a Red Hot Chili Peppers fan, nor I became one after having heard this audiobook. Nevertheless, this was probably one of the most enjoyable artist memoirs I have ever read (if not the most enjoyable one). First of all, it is really well written and keeps the reader engaged all along. Secondly, Anthony Kiedis is rather honest about himself and respectful towards the people around him, which makes the book even more interesting. And finally, the book had a plot and an engine. Despite going through the bands musical journey, starting from the very beginnings, in the end the book is about addiction and the ways to overcome it. As a "normie" (as Kiedis himself calls those who never had any addiction), you gain a better understanding of what it means to be a drug addict. And somehow in the end you only admire the wisdom Kiedis has acquired through his addiction journey and his path to sobriety.

"Scar Tissue" is also a nice throwback to the 90s with some stories about other bands and artists like Nirvana, Pearl Jam and Sinead O'Connor. So if you're into 90s music, this book is for you.

Co-written by Larry "Ratso" Sloman, the same guy who did Howard Stern's Private Parts and Mike Tyson's Undisputed Truth, this book is a lot more candid than it probably should have been. As was the case with Motley Crue's legendary The Dirt, there's no way such a book could be released today. In particular, it's shocking the number of underage girls (some as young as 14) Kiedis freely admits to having banged. I guess they're all beyond the statute of limitations? The seemingly endless cycle of drug binges and recoveries gets tedious after a while. I can only imagine what it was like to live through.

Anthony Kiedis, I didn’t know you at all when I picked up this book that belongs to my 20 year old daughter. I did know that both she and my 24 year old son love Red Hot Chili Peppers and I knew you were in it. That’s all. I now know you were/are? a raging heroin/coke addict, you had sex with every female you wanted to + more (probably) and you were a pretty good rocker—when you weren’t in a hotel shooting heroin, which seemed like 90% of the time. Also, as I read your well-written (ghost-written) book, I was glad you went chronologically through your life. I wish the photos in the book had, too. I found myself trying to remember where I’d seen some girl’s photo, and thinking, “Wait, that should be in the 3rd grouping of photos because he’d screwed her after so-and-so. I like to keep things straight. My major impressions:

•tYour father should’ve been incarcerated for giving you drugs at 12
•tYou father should’ve been incarcerated for giving you his girlfriend to have sex with when you were 13
•tYour have a strong ego, or so it seems, always. I do think that losing Hillel and worrying that you aren’t a good singer, and having to fire band members, and contracting hepatitis weren’t easy things. I appreciated the way you spoke of these things, because they made you, a real monster in a way, more human. What I don’t understand is why some people feel they don’t have to abide by the simple rules of society that say drugs are a bad idea, and sleeping with a ton of women is a bad idea.
•tI found the way you said things with girlfriends “wasn’t working out” and then broke up with them only added to my feeling that you think a lot of yourself. I don’t recall you ever trying hard to patch things up. But then, you were too busy trying to get your next fix. I guess you did mention several times that druggies only care about drugs, and that you don’t care about other people when you’re drug-hungry, and it’s those moments of insight into how you affect the world at large that made me like you and have sympathy for a very unsympathetic person.

Also, I didn’t get the sense that you were upset about being such a disappointment to your mother, who seems, along with your sister and stepfather, to have been a well-adjusted, stable citizen and person. The impression I got was that she was in denial of sorts, so she didn’t have that much to say about your lifestyle? Not sure. I think I recall reading how they were present for one of your interventions. Well, anyway, you owe her flowers every day of her life now. And apologies. I’m sure it broke her heart for you to have gone the way you did on Life’s path. I wonder if she regrets sending you to your dad’s each summer. I sure would. Surely she was aware your father did drugs and girls. So perhaps you don’t owe her the flowers and apologies. Maybe she owes them to you.

Well, I guess all I have to say (haha, I’ve already said a lot) is this: I was not a fan of yours when I picked up the book, not even knowing you. My music years were not the 80’s, as by the mid-80’s I was having babies, listening to Barney and Mr. Rogers with them, ensconced in a cookie-cutter neighborhood and playing at Gymboree and in parks while you were scoring with dealers and women and living in your lonely mansions. I hear you have a little son now. I hope his life pans out completely different from yours.

And finally, I want you to know I’m a fan of your music now. You can sing. You can also be sober. I’m a little surprised that it took you decades to figure that out. But then, some of us are slow learners and for that I forgive you. Carry on, and please, stay “on the wagon.” You have a good family, a little boy and a ton of fans who want you to!

And thanks for the insights into the 3 lifestyles of yours (sex, drugs, rock n roll) I knew very little about. I feel so much better about MY life now!

Red Hot Chilli Peppers je jedna z nejdůležitějších kapel devadesátých let minulého století – možná ta nejdůležitější a Anthony Kiedis je jejím leaderem a nejvýraznější tváří této kultovní party a Scar Tissue (jak se v originále jmenuje tato kniha) je biografií jak samotného Anthonyho, tak trošku víceméně i redhotů.
— Vyprávění začíná již před narozením hlavního hrdiny a v rychlosti se seznámíme i se životem Blackieho Dammetta (autorova otce) před početím a narozením Anthonyho. Ten měl na životní styl a názory AK obrovský vliv. zejména to, že poměrně dlouho živil prodejem drog kalifornským celebritám a vedl hodně promiskuitní život.
— Už ve škole se věnoval konzumaci různé zábavní chemie a tam se také potkal se svým geniálním souputníkem jménem Flea. Hodně brzy si oblíbil kombinaci koko a héro neboli speedball. Obecně smažení a také pokusy o život bez drog je hned po hudbě významným leitmotivem celé knihy. Třetím tématem jsou hodně divoké vztahy AK s něžným pohlavím.
— Pro fanoušky kapely je také plusem, že kniha je prošpikována ukázkami textů z většiny alb redhotů a to jak v angličtině, tak v polských překladech. AK také vysvětluje nejen co svými texty chtěl říci ale také jaké byly okolnosti tvorby nejen textů ale i hudební linky a aranží velkých hitů RHCHP. Sám jsem nevěděl, že Under the Bringe není o smutném životě narkomana ale naopak o tom, jak jsi na tom špatně, když tvoji kamarádi hulí a fetují a ty jsi aktuálně čistý a nikdo s tebou nechce kamarádit.
— Je pravda, že sem tam byly pasáže o tom, co všechno si AK narval do žil a jaké blbosti prováděl trošku stereotypní a líčení stavů, kdy se neúspěšně snažil se smažením seknout nebo to jak pozoroval boj s drogami svých spoluhráčů. Ať už to byl Hillel Slovak, který drogám podlehl, John Frusciante, který těžce nesl, když se kapela stala slavnou nebo Dave Navarro. který neměl rád, jak si ho ostatní dobírali kvůli věku. Ale jinak se kniha četla dobře a skvěle se při ní vzpomínalo na skvělá devadesátá léta. A ano jsem velký fanoušek redhotů a slogan SPZ (Sadzić Palić Zalegalizować) mne nepobuřuje i když už téměř nehulím.

I love the RHCP and I love Flea, so I think I was expecting more creative process and introspection but this entire book is basically a rolodex of women he's dated and drugs he's taken, and I just don't care.

DNF @ 8%.

The writing in this is terrible.