This is one of those books where, being a writer, you put down and say to yourself, "I can write better than this. Shit, I AM writing better stuff than this!" I had downloaded the iBooks edition of this as research for a more specific VH book relating just to their recordings and let me say... this reads like Sean Penn's VH-obsessed stoner/surfer dude character from Fast Times at Ridgemont High wrote it during his few moments of either sobriety or coming down from or into a weed high. Did this idiot even bother to do much serious research before he put fingertips to keyboard, or did he pick up someone else's VH book, open it up, and have a paraphrasing party for however many days it took to chimp out this drivel? Too many complimentary adverbs and too much overuse of the phrase "I believe" before stating lazily researched factoids.
Skip this unless you want a primer on how not to write a rock biography (or any other type of book, for that matter.)