What enticed me most about this book was exploring how/why an extremely obsessive fan like me spent so many years hiding it. I think I got closer to understanding this, through the eyes of someone else.
Givony leaves the main points of Not For You unstated and I suspect that was intentional – after all, he especially values PJ’s early protest music like Yellow Ledbetter for being so subtle about how it approaches its subject matter (!) But because of this, readers of Givony's book spend a lot of their time re-living numerous early 90’s Vedder rants, guided by a writer whose fascination with them seems to fall into the old grooves of tabloid/media stories from long ago (“I’m not making this up….EV really said/did this sulky/grouchy thing, and then that one, and that one!”). The other downside of avoiding direct expression is that even though I consider myself a conscientious reader, some of the anecdotes (especially the one about Trevor Wilson, the actor from the Jeremy video) still haven’t coalesced into any meaningful point to me.
The themes that Givony will not articulate in words are of repeated disappointment, failure, and loss. Finding that the PJ audience is disgustingly closed-minded and rude in this way, and then that one, and that one. Fighting against Ticketmaster, against the corporate takeover of America, and for so many vital causes, and losing every single time. Being increasingly immersed in a culture where the authenticity, effort, and idealism PJ stood for are things to ridicule and dismiss, rather than value. Yes, the book is that depressing! Major portions of this book describe the domestic terrorism in the US at women’s health clinics. Genocide in Rwanda. The Iraq war and its aftermath. Police murders of Black Americans whose names we don’t commonly know/say, because they died in the early 90s.
That more recent developments (such as Trumpism, the death of Chris Cornell, and aging) are barely mentioned in this book at all only magnifies the weight of the earlier stories. I don't quite know what to say about all of this, except that in the scheme of things, Givony’s dismissing attitude towards so many of the PJ songs that I love from the last 20 years hardly matters.