What a great read. It's one of those autobiographies where the artist is basically sitting down with a writer and telling all their stories and the writer's writing it all down, so it's all in that classic Miles Davis vernacular. Naturally the most common words in this book are "hip", "clean" and "like a motherfucker". Whether he's talking about music, ladies or clam dip, it's all "like a motherfucker!" One particularly attractive dancer gets the special honour of being dubbed "finer than ten motherfuckers".
The way he tells all these stories and describes all the people is great, and he really brings 1940's New York to life. Of course it drags a bit toward the end where it's all like "then i recorded another bad 80's album and beat up my wife and fired my managers and made another bad album", but even those bit's are fairly interesting, and thankfully 85% of the book is juicy tales of the 40's and 50's. Here's a couple good bits... (click on them to make bigger)
EARLY MUSICAL INSPIRATION
BIRD BEING A PIIIIIIG
DEXTER GORDON TELLS MILES HIS THREADS AIN'T HIP
ON GIL EVANS
MEETING DUKE
TOUGH TIMES IN L.A.
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