"By Pamela Des Barres
Chicago Review Press; $24.95
Pamela Des Barres has dedicated her life to the proposition that there is life after what she would like to believe was a career choice: banging her favorite rock stars. Her memoir, I’m With the Band, was a titillating attempt to equate groupiedom with rock’s, ahem, creative process, i.e., behind every guitarslinger was a muse willing to spend the night. Somehow that book became part of the rock syllabus, proof that 75 percent of life really is just showing up (and putting out).
Anyway, Des Barres is back with this sleepover of a book, a collection of pajama party interviews with a who’s who of groupies from the last 40 years of rock history. Like a bad date, what’s kind of funny at first gets rather boring before long. It turns out the ladies on offer here don’t have that much to say about these guys.
Nevertheless, we learn that things really were more innocent during the ’60s, and Jimmy Page really was an asshole. Such revelations are perversely reassuring, as are the ultimately harmless delusions upon which this book is based.