By Taylor Jenkins Reid
I listened to this audiobook, and it was one of the best listening experiences I have had. The format of the book, which was a compilation of interviews made to resemble an oral history of the fictional band Daisy Jones and The Six, was made for audiobook. Listening to the different voice actors portraying the characters helped transport me to the world of 1970’s rock n roll in Los Angeles.
However, I did not love this book. The characters were all so flawed and self obsessed that I couldn’t root for any of them, nor could I relate to their obsession with themselves. Daisy was super problematic from the beginning, and while I recognize that I should have loved her free spirit attitude, I found her immature and kind of annoying.
“Karen Karen: I wanted them to see a keyboardist. So I wore jeans and a university of Chicago t-shirt I stole from my brother. Daisy wasn’t like that. It would never have occurred to daisy to do that.
Daisy: I wore what I wanted when I wanted, I did what I wanted with who I wanted l, and if somebody didn’t like it, screw ‘em.
Karen: You know how every once in a while you’ll meet somebody who seems to be floating through life? Daisy sort of floated through the world, oblivious to the way it really worked. I suppose I probably should have hated her for it, but i didn’t, I loved her for it.”
Billy, the lead singer, was super insufferable when he was drinking and using drugs, but almost worse when he was sober. It was hard to cheer for these characters.
“Billy Dunne: I just could not believe she was being so god damn difficult.
Daisy: I used to care when men called difficult. I really did. Then I stopped. This way is better.”
While it was a great experience to listen to this audiobook, and I did find a lot of the elements sticking with me long after listening, I just can’t say that I liked it very much.
“Billy Dunne: I loved my wife. I was faithful to my wife, from the very minute I straightened up, I tried desperately to never feel anything for any other woman. But. Everything that made Daisy burn, made me burn. Everything I loved about the world, Daisy loved about the world. Everything I struggled with, Daisy struggled with. We were two halves. We were the same. In that way that you’re only the same with a few other people. In that way that you don’t even feel like you have to say your own thoughts because you know the other person is already thinking them. How could I be around Daisy Jones and not be mesmerized by her? Not fall in love with her? I couldn’t, I just couldn’t. But Camila meant more.”
Review by Michele W.