So, I've written a book.Having entertained the idea for years, and even offered a few questionableopportunities ('It's a piece of cake! Just do four hours of interviews, find someoneelse to write it, put your face on the cover, and voila!'), I have decided to writethese stories just as I have always done, in my own hand. The joy that I have feltfrom chronicling these tales is not unlike listening back to a song that I've recordedand can't wait to share with the world, or reading a primitive journal entry from astained notebook, or even hearing my voice bounce between the Kiss posters onmy wall as a child.This certainly doesn't mean that I'm quitting my day job, but it does give me aplace to shed a little light on what it's like to be a kid from Springfield, Virginia,walking through life while living out the crazy dreams I had as young musician.From hitting the road with Scream at 18 years old, to my time in Nirvana and theFoo Fighters, jamming with Iggy Pop or playing at the Academy Awards ordancing with AC/DC and the Preservation Hall Jazz Band, drumming for TomPetty or meeting Sir Paul McCartney at Royal Albert Hall, bedtime stories withJoan Jett or a chance meeting with Little Richard, to flying halfway around theworld for one epic night with my daughtersthe list goes on. I look forward to focusing the lens through which I see these memories a little sharper for youwith much excitement.