Richard Blade shows this courage, and he does it in a very sincere manner. In this day and age of social media where everyone is protected by virtual anonymity as judgements and condemnations can easily be laid down with a simple click on any mobile device without any fear of repercussion, it certainly takes a lot of courage to openly discuss one’s very sensitive personal issues while admitting a wrong doing and hurting others in the process. I must say that no one person is perfect, and Richard Blade certainly is not as he openly confesses of his sins including his various love affairs in his autobiography.
I was born in 1980 so I obviously was oblivious to many of the musical backstage happenings of that era, but as I enjoyed playing with my Nintendo and Gobots and Transformers I have fond memories of hearing Michael Jackson, Wham!, Duran Duran and many others on the radio and on cassette, and Richard Blade’s accounts including the aforementioned artists and many, many more add a new perspective which is uplifting and, moreover, completes my recollection of a time that will never be recreated. And the fact that this is an authentic autobiography and not a fictional novel is astonishing. This book encompasses any feeling or experience the average person has gone through. What makes this book unique to the average everyday reader is that a certain story(s) can be related to almost any experience anyone has every gone through. You don’t have to be a fan of 80s music or new wave alternative music to enjoy this book. It is rather difficult to talk about how impactful reading this book was without going into spoilers, so I would certainly encourage anyone out there to get this book and please read it. Blade’s accounts are not only a first hand account of a historical period in music and culture but also an assurance that life needs to be lived to the fullest no matter how difficult one’s current circumstances are. Over the past weeks of having some quality time at home and traveling through airports and long car rides, I had the chance to FINALLY read Richard Blade’s autobiography to the very end.
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