Ok, I really can’t review this book yet because I’m reading it right now. But so far, a third in, I’m really enjoying it. Roadshow is written by Neil Peart, the drummer lyricist of Rush. I haven’t read his other books, I don’t know why.
I have always been a huge Rush fan. When I was 11 I used to make weekend trips to Sigourney Iowa, mostly with my grandmother, to visit my cousins. They would always wonder exactly what to do with me, as I was an only child and a bit “out of touch” with small town Iowa (what’s that say?). In any case, a couple of my fond memories from those visits were:
- Falling down the stairs with a plastic horse that cut my head open, I still have the scare on my forehead, look next time you see me.
- Going to the theater (about 200 seats) and watching Planet of the Apes through the suckers stuck to the screen (not sure which apes movie, saw a few there)
- One of my cousins knocking another cousin out with a crochet mallet (it's quite breath taking)
- The amazing porn collection my two youngest cousins had.. (I can say that now my grandmother passed away).
- And the Rush Fly-By-Night album that had just been released (1975)
I’ll leave the others alone, but let me tell you, from the time I was 11 - I have loved Rush. I own every album, dvd, have photos from concerts in high school, and a lot of bootlegs.
This Christmas Lura got me RoadShow. I think it’s a situational thing as I feel so buried in Lijit that I can’t really escape anywhere, but I love to read about biking across the US on the R30 tour with links back to the years I was a moron standing outside ticket master waiting to buy my rush tickets..