Blood, Sweat, and My Rock 'n' Roll Years: Is Steve Katz a Rock Star? - Tapa dura

"My friend Steve Katz was a nice Jewish boy who became a big star. Happily he is now a nice Jewish gentleman who lived the rock'n'roll lifestyle and lived to tell the tale in this wickedly funny insight into the decadent days of the music world of the 60s and 70s. I was there - it's all true!" -Terry Ellis Co-founder of Chrysalis Records "Steve Katz's book opens the door on a magical time when the counterculture -- and the transformations of youth in New York, and California, and all of America -- were flowering. With a light touch and a wry intimacy, he adds to an important history: our own." -- Sheila Weller, author of the bestselling Girls Like Us: Carole King, Joni Mitchell, Carly Simon -- and the Journey of a Generation "I love love love Steve Katz's new book about Blood Sweat and Rock and Roll - a dizzying, delicious, head spinning heart-wrenching tale of the Sixties and what even those of us who were there might have missed--stories of the great band he was part of, that tore up the charts while the music rolled up the avenues of the world. Touring, the treasures and torments, faces and voices- Joni in the dark and light, Al Kooper in the day and night, Mimi in the morning at Judy's house, Danny Kalb in the aftermath of Monterey, Janis Joplin in profile. It is a great ride, both for those who were there and never saw the other side of the story, and those who weren't, and want to know what really happened in the Cafe Wha, the Gaslight, Bitter End in New York, Monterey Pop and the Woodstock that happened off-stage. Great book, great read, great life." - Judy Collins, singer, writer and survivor of the Sixties "Katz engagingly recounts fascinating stories in an insightful, intelligent, sometimes wistful and sometimes funny style that makes this one of the few rock memoirs worth reading from beginning to end."-Publishers Weekly * Publishers Weekly *

By a founding member of the legendary Blues Project and Blood, Sweat & Tears-a man who played the Monterey Pop Festival and Woodstock, had affairs with famous female folk singers, and jammed with everyone from Mose Allison to Jimi Hendrix-comes a blues-folk-rock memoir of resigned existentialism and decidedly New York Jewish humor (what if Woody Allen had been a rock star?)