This is a great book if you're into pictures of the guys (which I am). There are a lot of pictures I'd never seen before (including a very rare one of Lance crying). I've had this book for over a year, and still enjoy it a lot!

For the first time ever in the history of all 'N Sync books, we come upon one that had a lot of fan imput included when put together. A general posting on an egroups list calling for quotes led me to submit something that got into a book for the first time ever. I have to say what an honor it is to have something that you submitted put into a book. I don't love it just because I'm in it but also because real fans from all over are included in it.

In deed this is a great book where you can learn how the *NSync guys started their career 'till our days! If you wanna know more about these handsome guys you have to buy this book right now!

With this book I could get an up-close and personal view of 'N Sync. It's a must have for every NSync Fan! This great book reveals the band's history from their formation in Florida to their smash success around the globe. I really think you should buy it!

If the name Chris Michie rings your bell, you either lived in Madison in the late 1960s, or you've memorized the liner notes for albums by Van Morrison and the Pointer Sisters.

Now living and producing music in the San Francisco Bay area, Michie was a fixture on the Madison scene from 1965 to '69 as lead guitarist for the Grapes Of Wrath and the Mendelbaum Blues Band.

His memoirs of those years -and of the years since- are now available through his Web site at www.cmichie.com in the form of a publication called NAME DROPPINGS or IT'S ALL ABOUT ME, ISN'T IT?.

With e-mail contributions from former bandmates Willie Collins, Greg Loeb, and Keith Knudsen, Michie offers a unique perspective on those turbulent years.

There are anecdotes about playing the area's VFW halls, Langdon Street fraternities (where beer "Was served in tall cans that had the top cut out"), the Memorial Union's Great Hall, the Factory and the Dane County Fairgrounds, where the Grapes opened for the Beau Brummels.

The Grapes disintegrated in 1968 amid the frustrations of trying to be original at a time when their audience wanted covers of what was playing on the radio. "By the time the Grapes broke up, all my relationships were in a shambles." Michie writes.

He found salvation in the Mendelbaum Blues Band. "Within a few months we were the hottest group in the area, if not all of Wisconsin and the surrounding states." Michie writes. "Wisconsin was an 18-year-old drinking state, so all the college kids from Minnesota, Iowa, Upper Michigan and Illinois swarmed into Wisconsin nightly to hear music and get drunk. We worked every night of the week, sometimes doing two or three shows a day, and we made good money."

The band would arrive home at dawn after an out-of-town gig and "have breakfast at Vi's Grill, just around the corner from where we all shared a big house on West Main Street. Vi's generally catered to the early morning workers, truckers, and hotel help from across the street, but we were her favorites."

Their abode on West Main was home to as many as fourteen people at a time, not counting such overnight guests as Big Joe Williams, one of the Chicago blues acts for whom Mendelbaum opened under the auspices of the University Folk Arts Society.

"A stipulation of Joe's contract was a place to stay and a bottle of Jack Daniels," Michie writes. "Joe was accompanied by Otis Rush, who was in town for another show the following night, and after the show we all convened to the Mendelbaum house. We all sat in the living room until four in the morning, listening to Joe tell stories as Otis translated for us. The combination of the liquor and Joe's thick accent made it impossible for us to understand him. Eventually we rolled out the sofa bed for Joe, said goodnight and thank you to Otis, and headed off to bed. By then, Joe was already asleep in our living room."

Mendelbaum produced its own shows at the Broom Street Theater and the UW Music Hall, but after a series of outdoor gigs-cum-anti-war rallies turned increasingly violent and confrontational, Michie and company headed for northern California.

They quickly broke into the Bay area music scene, jamming with Buddy Miles, Carlos Santana, and members of the Velvet Underground, opening for Albert King and B.B. King before disbanding in 1971.

Michie has gone on to the kind of below-the-radar music career you don't often read about. He's opened for the Eagles and Procol Harum, played with Boz Scaggs and other Bay area heavies, toured the world, and recorded with Van Morrison and the Pointers. He now has his own production company and record label and says he's found a happy balance between recording his own albums and composing music for radio and TV.

The title is apt. Michie drops dozens of names, and has an anecdote to associate with each, including Mama Cass Eliot, Muhammad Ali (whom Michie met while in Zaire with the Pointers as part of the "Rumble In The Jungle"), and Stevie Wonder (whom Michie observed sucking on Anita Pointer's fingers during a studio session).

Memory is a filter, of course. Sometime Michie's recollections are screened through cheesecloth. Other times they're poured freely through a sieve. But NAME DROPPINGS is an entertaining read, and its chapters evoke a music scene nearly two generations gone.

If the name Chris Michie rings your bell, you either lived in Madison in the late 1960s, or you've memorized the liner notes for albums by Van Morrison and the Pointer Sisters.

Now living and producing music in the San Francisco Bay area, Michie was a fixture on the Madison scene from 1965 to '69 as lead guitarist for the Grapes Of Wrath and the Mendelbaum Blues Band.

His memoirs of those years -and of the years since- are now available through his Web site at www.cmichie.com in the form of a publication called NAME DROPPINGS or IT'S ALL ABOUT ME, ISN'T IT?.

With e-mail contributions from former bandmates Willie Collins, Greg Loeb, and Keith Knudsen, Michie offers a unique perspective on those turbulent years.

There are anecdotes about playing the area's VFW halls, Langdon Street fraternities (where beer "Was served in tall cans that had the top cut out"), the Memorial Union's Great Hall, the Factory and the Dane County Fairgrounds, where the Grapes opened for the Beau Brummels.

The Grapes disintegrated in 1968 amid the frustrations of trying to be original at a time when their audience wanted covers of what was playing on the radio. "By the time the Grapes broke up, all my relationships were in a shambles." Michie writes.

He found salvation in the Mendelbaum Blues Band. "Within a few months we were the hottest group in the area, if not all of Wisconsin and the surrounding states." Michie writes. "Wisconsin was an 18-year-old drinking state, so all the college kids from Minnesota, Iowa, Upper Michigan and Illinois swarmed into Wisconsin nightly to hear music and get drunk. We worked every night of the week, sometimes doing two or three shows a day, and we made good money."

The band would arrive home at dawn after an out-of-town gig and "have breakfast at Vi's Grill, just around the corner from where we all shared a big house on West Main Street. Vi's generally catered to the early morning workers, truckers, and hotel help from across the street, but we were her favorites."

Their abode on West Main was home to as many as fourteen people at a time, not counting such overnight guests as Big Joe Williams, one of the Chicago blues acts for whom Mendelbaum opened under the auspices of the University Folk Arts Society.

"A stipulation of Joe's contract was a place to stay and a bottle of Jack Daniels," Michie writes. "Joe was accompanied by Otis Rush, who was in town for another show the following night, and after the show we all convened to the Mendelbaum house. We all sat in the living room until four in the morning, listening to Joe tell stories as Otis translated for us. The combination of the liquor and Joe's thick accent made it impossible for us to understand him. Eventually we rolled out the sofa bed for Joe, said goodnight and thank you to Otis, and headed off to bed. By then, Joe was already asleep in our living room."

Mendelbaum produced its own shows at the Broom Street Theater and the UW Music Hall, but after a series of outdoor gigs-cum-anti-war rallies turned increasingly violent and confrontational, Michie and company headed for northern California.

They quickly broke into the Bay area music scene, jamming with Buddy Miles, Carlos Santana, and members of the Velvet Underground, opening for Albert King and B.B. King before disbanding in 1971.

Michie has gone on to the kind of below-the-radar music career you don't often read about. He's opened for the Eagles and Procol Harum, played with Boz Scaggs and other Bay area heavies, toured the world, and recorded with Van Morrison and the Pointers. He now has his own production company and record label and says he's found a happy balance between recording his own albums and composing music for radio and TV.

The title is apt. Michie drops dozens of names, and has an anecdote to associate with each, including Mama Cass Eliot, Muhammad Ali (whom Michie met while in Zaire with the Pointers as part of the "Rumble In The Jungle"), and Stevie Wonder (whom Michie observed sucking on Anita Pointer's fingers during a studio session).

Memory is a filter, of course. Sometime Michie's recollections are screened through cheesecloth. Other times they're poured freely through a sieve. But NAME DROPPINGS is an entertaining read, and its chapters evoke a music scene nearly two generations gone.

This book is extremely well writtern and contains an astonishing amount of information. It is written at a level which is not boring to the non scientist. It would make an excellent text for an introductory course on earth science.

- (From Planeta journal) While the publisher heralds this book as "the definitive resource to North American natural history," the book could use more references to Mexico. However, this is one of the few books that actually (and correctly) places Mexico in the correct continent. That said, this digest provides short lessons into North American geology, climate and biology. It's both a useful research tool and a very pleasant read. The compilation of so much useful information deserves special kudos.

Excellent book! The directions are easy to follow and you find everything the author says you will. I visited 6 sites so far and am looking forward to visiting all of them.

This is a great guide . I have visited 10 of the sites so far . The directions are great - everything is right where they say it will be . I have found some really great rocks thanks to this guide. If you live in Nevada and like rockhounding don't pass this one up.

Rock Record: I had these books published in the 1980's and have been publishing them myself since 1990. The latest versions are available from my web sit. I also have all the data on a cd rom called RockRom. You can find me on the web by searching for Terry hounsome. I also have old copies of some of these books if you want a signed copy

When I saw the first edition of this, 1983, it looked like a miniature UNIX spreadsheet: tractor-fed 132 column wide paper, shot down and printed sideways in a paperback, COOL! The list went by band, but the index was by artist, ie: Paul McCartney, B4, W12, where B4 and W12 are Beatles and Wings. Very easy to follow, the band code is printed in the main listing right next to the name. A very simple and elegant approach to a large amount of information, very obscure detail (good). Needed updated at the time I saw it, so keeping it new will give this guy a career. Good for him, one of the first with a well-needed database of music.

This book is by far the nicest Nirvana book I own. It's a beautiful, thick paperback, with fantastic rare photographs. For a long time, the only Nirvana books around were information heavy, and focused a lot on Kurt's death. This book captures exactly what they were, A great band. Pure punk rock, pure soul, pure energy. It's a wonderful memory of a great band. You'd be mad not to buy this book.

I love photography, and Nirvana is my second favorite band, so therefore I love this book. I feel that this book captures the essence of Kurt Cobain. It just doesn't show him all sad and depressed as the press tends to state he was, it shows his happier side, which very few people expose. There are all sorts of pictures, mainly of Kurt, but also of the band as well. If you don't like photography, don't even bother buying the book. However, I think it's totally worth it.

This book is the best, no authority are the sweetest and most lovable guys,my freind and i loved them since 1997. They are one of the groups that DO have talent and CAN sing. not some cheap put together for the market kinda thing. i love no authority and soo many others do too i met them august 15th and thye are the best. pics !!!

This book is a great book for all fans of NO AUTHORITY! It gives you info, pictures, trivia, and LOADS MORE! It is definitley a book a NO AUTHORITY fan WOULD NOT mind reading! I take it with me everywhere! It's a good book to read with friends who also like No Authority and you learn a LOT about them! You also find out about other fans and they give you a list of SOME GREAT WEBSITES!! I definitley say if you're a NO AUTHORITY fan, this book is GREAT for you!

I bought Ken Geringer's Nobody Told Me as a gift for my husband, but after I heard hubby laughing all the way through it, I picked it up. And couldn't put it down.
Not what I expected-not your standard rock 'n roll litany of what drugs we did on what days-but a sensitive and damn funny tale that has what most books of today lack-meaning. The author, although he did work with Lennon's people and did include much insight on John and others, opens the book with his growing up during a time when he learned it was OK to say '---- off' to racist adults, stupid teachers, and the goody-goody kids in his housing development. I am 48 years old and I remember feeling the same way he did (and still do). Nobody Told Me would still be just as great a book even if Ken never met the rock (Lennon, Aerosmith, plus) and reggae (Bob Marley) musicians he wrote about. Sure, there are drugs, but it isn't a 'drug book.' My favorite story is where the author-age 15-and a friend are hitchhiking home holding a 6 foot pot plant after plucking it from where they had it growing in a state forest when a park police car pulls up. But the ranger says only-'this is a state park, boys. It's illegal to pull out our plants.' And he drives away.
Do you remember getting away with...everything? Remember hitchhiking--safely? Remember being 16 and walking down the street, unnoticed, puffing (how shocking!) a Marlboro? Remember those days of innocence and naiveté?
I passed this book onto my 17-year-old son. I want him to understand the world I once lived in, a world I couldn't begin to explain, a world he wouldn't recognize. Okay, cigarettes are bad and maybe pot isn't great either, but we had our freedom. We were free-and encouraged- not only to be ourselves, but we had freedom from fear.
Freedom is what Nobody Told Me is really about. I think we all have a lot to learn from this book (remember learning?) But it was so interesting, wild, and sorry, Ken-cute-it was the most fun I have had with a book in a long, long time. While reading it I got a lot of the same emotions I felt while seeing, reading or listening to: Almost Famous, The Graduate, Alice's Restaurant, Tom Sawyer, Catcher in the Rye, Cheech and Chong, The Smothers Brothers, Lenny Bruce, On The Road, To Kill A Mockingbird, Hair, The Woodstock Movie, To Sir With Love, Billy Jack, anything Hendrix, Dead, Beatles, The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test and, the Constitution of the United States.
Thanks, Ken, for painting such a vivid picture of a time not-so-long-gone that today's generation will see, understand, and maybe, be inspired to re-create.

Nobody Told Me: From Basement Band To Jack And The John Lennon Sessions is the true-to-life memoir of Ken Geringer, partner and close friend of Jack Douglas. Geringer recounts his own childhood, his introduction into the world of music, from playing drums in a band with Bob Marley's sister to working with Jack Douglas, John and Yoko, Aerosmith, The Who and much more. A poignant, insider's look at the world of fame and a special tribute to John Lennon and Jack Douglas, Nobody Told Me is very highly recommended reading.

This is a wonderful book. The writer knows the era and the songs inside and out. His analysis is incisive, thorough, and original. He is always fair. He comes up with some insights that will make you look at the music and the songwriters with fresh eyes and ears.

this is very well-researched and written. The author must have spent a long time on this book. This is a great reference book and you'll find that you use it much more often then you think.