This is really good, if you like this type of thing. That might sound like damning with faint praise, but it's not meant that way. It means that capturing music in words is really hard, and these essays and interviews do it intermittently and with some success. But mostly these are personality profiles, and so you don't actually learn a lot about the performers' music. So if you want to learn about their music, this doesn't really do it. But if you enjoy anecdotes about the rich-and-famous, then this is fun. For me, the anecdotes are fun, but they get kind of repetitive.
Take the first three essays: Leonard Cohen, Aretha Franklin, Buddy Guy. In each, we hear about the importance of the artist and then get the inside dope about how they are cranky. Leonard Cohen gets mad at Remnick for being late for an interview, despite the interview time being changed and Remnick having responded by email or text. Frankly, Cohen sounds like the crankiest, biggest complainer in the universe. Franklin doesn't seem to have granted any access to Remnick, but he retails various stories of her insisting on always being paid in cash and getting angry when Beyonce introduced some other singer as "The Queen," thus implying Aretha wasn't The Queen of Soul, and even though Beyonce was just reading from a teleprompter. And Buddy Guy whines about being underappreciated and the last of the blues guys, which isn't true (and which Remnick points out).
I began to dread a sameness among the essays at that point, but Remnick is too good to get stuck in a rut. His Keith Richards essay is really short and snappy, and his Paul McCartney one is the fawning review of the lovestruck that McCartney seems to inspire in everyone. (Really, is there anyone in the arts more beloved than Paul McCartney? He's like the Dalai Lama.) Being a fly-on-the-wall at either of those meetings would be amazing.
Then we get the two most obscure profiles: Mavis Staples and some guy who is a jazz obsessive. Mavis Staples is great, and the Staple Singers were influential for a million musicians. Remnick makes you feel like you missed something great if you didn't see them, and I have to admit I haven't. But when I listen to their recordings, it's kinda dull. Seriously overproduced. I imagine they were different in person, more inspirational, more soaring, more spiritual. The jazz guy profile is fun, but it's not like I'm going to track down this guy's radio shows; as Remnick says, he goes way too deep for most people's patience.
The Springsteen one is like the McCartney one. It's fine, but doesn't break any ground. Springsteen's story is well-told by himself and others, and it's been played out in public for decades. I love Springsteen, and I like the info Springsteen reveals about his reading, songwriting, attitude, etc. And Remnick does a good job of showing the paradox of this ultra-rich guy who gets away with writing about teen angst and working class anger for decades.
I skipped the Pavarotti essay, as I have even less interest in opera than I do in jazz. That leaves Bob Dylan, who Remnick does as good a job as you can do on this elusive figure --- again, without any direct access -- and Patti Smith. Patti Smith is like Leonard Cohen for me. Everyone loves them, and I don't like their music at all. Leonard Cohen is painful. I don't think I've ever listened to one of his songs to the finish, as they're all dirges, and who needs that? Patti Smith is, as she admits, a very limited musician and singer. She's a reader and thinker, and that's fine. But if I want to read poetry (and I don't), then I'll read it. If I want to hear poetry put to music, then Bob Dylan has done it much better and more often. I liked Patti Smith's autobiography, which was the reason Remnick interviewed her, and his interview with her adds a little bit of self-revelation about what a spoiled brat she often was until she stopped performing for a decade in order to have children and get healthy, clear her mind, etc.
So that sums it up. These are good essays, thoughtful and with a balance between biography, music criticism, and explanation of context. In a couple of cases, I've gone to YouTube to listen to the performers' music even as I was reading the book. And it's obvious that Remnick knows a whole lot more music than almost anyone else, and he's also a fan who gets chills being invited to Paul McCartney's house and can't believe his luck that Patti Smith asks him to play guitar behind her as she does a couple of songs. Basically, I'm jealous, and that's why I'm giving this book a 4 instead of a 5!