Sex and drugs and rock & roll. For Danny Sugarman, it was the teenage dream come true. Besides fast cars, pretty women, and record industry success, he had developed a close friendship with Jim Morrison -- lyricist, philosopher, and lead singer of the phenomenally influential 60s rock band The Doors -- all before the tender age of twenty. But Morrison, a rebel poet and adherent to the credo that living life to the fullest meant constantly tempting death, set Sugarman on a course toward self-destruction. Suddenly, the dream had become a $400-a-day heroin nightmare. Miraculously, he survived. In chilling detail and with absolute honesty, Danny Sugarman re-creates the fascinating tale of life in rock & roll's fastest lane; of its twisting, winding, exhilirating path; and of an unplanned turn-off onto that road to ruin... Wonderland Avenue.
The autobiography opens with Danny aged 21 years and strung out on heroin. He was raised in Beverly Hills and Westchester (LA), given everything he wanted, as a 12 year old was fascinated with The Rolling Stones in 1966, and met the roadie for the (then new) band The Doors umpiring his Little League games. He hit it off with Jim Morrison and while not all band members saw him as more than a pest, hit it off with Jim Morrison, he offers an intimate portrait of Morrison and the increasingly successful band.
I borrowed this from the LAPL and read it in 1989, finding the snapshot of the leader of The Doors very interesting. Many of us were impressed at how Doors fans would visit his grave in Paris. Jim Morrison lived so fast and died so young, Danny Sugerman then being not yet 17 years old. I've never read the rest of the book. No index, no photos.