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I'm with the Band Mass Market Paperback – 31 Dec 1991

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  • Mass Market Paperback
  • Publisher: Jove Publications; Reissue edition (31 Dec. 1991)
  • Language: English
  • ISBN-10: 0515097128
  • ISBN-13: 978-0515097122
  • Product Dimensions: 10.8 x 2.2 x 17.4 cm
  • Average Customer Review: 4.5 out of 5 stars  See all reviews (25 customer reviews)
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A kiss-and-tell that doesn't make you want to go and wash your hands. -- Music Week

Des Barres exudes a naive charm and likeability that's simply undetectable in today's celebrity scum, kiss-and-tell bed-hoppers. -- Classic Rock, January 2006

I couldn't have done it better myself. -- Robert Plant, Led Zeppelin

Miss Pamela knows whereof she speaks - she always was, and still is, murder in high heels! -- Gene Simmons, Kiss

Now regarded as some species of classic. Marvellous --Uncut, January 2006

Pamela's mix of hippie enlightenment and teenage lust is terrific. --The Guardian

Warm, affectionate, entertaining, and one of the few music books to talk openly about sex. --Mojo --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.

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Mr. Carlos, one of the BTO's, was in Europe with the Living Theatre, and he wrote a letter to Mercy, describing the gaygaygay life in Gay Paree, and as a postscript he added, "I ran into Jimmy Page and he wants Miss Pamela." From across the ocean, this sweet scary news found its way into my delicious dining-room boudoir, where I reclined on my handmade quilt and pondered this brand-new hair-raising possibility.

July 31 ... Jimmy Page is coming to town today, I don't know whether I want to be with him or not, who knows what diseases I'd get? Such a sweet and lovely precious looking cherub, why is it that he's perverted? Maybe he's not?? Perhaps I'll find out??

When Led Zeppelin was due to hit town, the groupie section went into the highest gear imaginable; you could hear garter belts sliding up young thighs all over Hollywood. LZ was a formidable bunch, disguised in velvets and satins, epitomizing The Glorious English Pop Star to perfection; underneath the flowing curls and ruffles lurked slippery, threatening thrill bumps. The two sides of me were fighting it out, and the sinning side I hoped to squelch in Kentucky was about to score a major knockout.
Thee Experience was reeling as Bo Diddley took over the dance floor, duck-walking back and forth with his big boxy guitar. I was all in white, trying to prove my purity in this dodgy den of iniquity, sipping red wine through a straw, waiting nonchalantly for Led Zeppelin to arrive. I was feeling haughty one minute and petrified the next, trying to get a little tipsy before the demonic darling dark-ened the seedy doorstep. Robert Plant was the first to walk in, tossing his gorgeous lion's mane into the faces of enslaved sycophants. He walked like royalty, his shoulders thrown back, declaring his mighty status in this lowly little club. He was followed by the king of rowdy glaring roadies, Richard Cole, who seemed to be scanning the room for likely-looking jailbait. They were surrounded in seconds by se-ductive ready-willing-and-able girls, who piled up at their table like clusters of grapes going bad. I was noticing that the whole group was there except for Mr. Page, when Richard Cole stumbled over and handed me a scrap of paper with Jimmy's number at the Continental Hyatt House scribbled on it. He leaned into me and mumbled thickly in my ear, "He's waiting for you."
The Continental Riot House was just a few blocks down Sunset Boulevard, but I didn't leap out of my seat to dash out the door. I hadn't fully decided to make myself readily available for him anyway. I was intrigued, and wanted to be intriguing. So I sat there on my ass, watching Bo Diddley repeat history, tingling all over, thinking about Jimmy Page waiting waiting waiting in his lair.

August 1 ... Earl Warren Showgrounds, Santa Barbara, 8 PM ... I must sneak some writing. Jimmy Page was just here to greet me and asked 92 questions as to why WHY WHY I didn't meet him at The Hyatt House last night. Someone gave him my number and he called today asking me to come here with him, but I came down by myself to show a little more hard-to--getness. I think my hard-to-get just got up and went. He seems so shy and delicious, grey eyes gazing into mine, sweet sweet-ness, pale white skin, gentle gentleman with something to hide. What does he want from me?
11:20 PM ... I'm in the limousine while Jimmy takes his fourth encore, some girl attacked him on stage and it took two big guys to get her off him. Richard Cole escorted me to the car and made sure I was well taken care of. What's going on. Oh, here comes Jimmy. . .

Led Zeppelin live in 1969 was an event unparalleled in musical history. They played longer and harder than any group ever had, totally changing the concept of rock concerts. They flailed around like dervishes, making so much sound that the air was heavy with metal. Two hours after the lights went out, as the band sauntered offstage, the audience was a delirious, raving, parched mass, crawling through the rock and roll desert thirsting for an encore. Twenty long minutes later, mighty Zeppelin returned to satiate their famished followers.
The long ride from Santa Barbara was one of those dream expe-riences that leave you glowing in the dark. From the moment Jimmy slid his small velvet-clad ass across the seat of the limo, right next to mine, until the door was thrown open in front of Thee Experience, we cooed and giggled like doves in heat. It was a hundred-mile drive, which gave him plenty of time to come out with "all the lines." He told me he had gotten my number the last time he was in town but was too nervous to use it until the last day, and he called and called but the line was constantly busy. Mmm-hmm. He said he wanted to spend time with me MORE THAN ANYTHING IN THE WORLD. Tell me more. I kissed and slobbered all over the inside crease of his slim white arm until he rolled his head back against the plush seat, gasping, "Oh, Pamela, yes, yes, yes." Yeah yeah yeah...... --This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.


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16 of 17 people found the following review helpful By Seren on 6 July 2006
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I'm with the band is a full on confessional from a fun loving, sexy and intelligent women hellbent on squeezing the most from her youth spent in 60's California. I was surprised by her warmth, by her honesty, but mostly by the fact that she never had a one night stand! Read it and revel - but hide it from your teenage daughters.
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24 of 26 people found the following review helpful By sunshine lady on 12 Mar. 2004
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I read this book about 10 years ago, I love all the music of the 60's to 70's and have read many rock books. This is one of the best stories I have ever read. She lived in LA as a teenager went to clubs and met many bands, dated alot of the guys like Jimmy Page, Jim Morrison, Noel Redding,etc.. and basicly had lots of fun. This isn't a trashy book, it's a fun rock and roll coming of age story. Pamela writes with a great sense of humor, honesty and venerability. Most of the book was taking from her own dairy. I felt like she was talking right to me, it was so personal.A few tears and Lots and laughs Rock On Pamela!!
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4 of 4 people found the following review helpful By jade fletcher on 4 Feb. 2012
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I purchased this book as it was a amazon recommendation, I knew nothing about the book but I really enjoyed it. The book is very funny in places and it really takes you back to the era it was set in
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19 of 22 people found the following review helpful By A Customer on 28 Aug. 2003
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I can't believe this book has been re-released, I hunted for it last year on Ebay and ended up paying nearly £30 to get it sent from America!
Oh well, I wasn't disappointed, Pamela's story is light hearted and fun, not sleazy as you might expect. And even tho she sleeps with many rock stars (quite a few of which anyone in their 20's probably hasn't heard of!), it's not just about sex, she seems to be in love with them all, Pamela actually comes accross as quite innocent compared to some girls around these days!
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1 of 1 people found the following review helpful By Angel Star on 13 Sept. 2009
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I have to confess that I nearly ditched this book and gave it 1 star. I couldn't gel with Pamela at first and her highschool lovelife started annoying me, although I can see it had its place in the book. I just couldn't wait to get into the really interesting stuff, and believe me it took a while.

At times I felt this book was monotanous and like I was plodding on through it (especially all the GTO stuff), nearing completion though I could really feel Pamela maturing and changing and at the very end of the book when she went to see Robert Plant and asked the question at his press conference (do you still have groupies?) this amused me greatly. She was just a normal girl who got lucky and was truly blessed to have lived and loved as she did.
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16 of 19 people found the following review helpful By J. R. Parker on 11 Aug. 2006
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I love the music, history, fashion and vibe the 60's have cast over society since. As a seventies child i've had to explore the 60's through the recordings and backward gaze of those who were there. Ive explored mainly through music, film and literature, and Pamela Des Barres name is one i often came across. I finally got round to reading this and was surprised to find it such a forthright book on her life and times. A great snaphsot of growing up to be a woman in LA at such a seething time for young people. Famous characters of the era are shown in a light not often portrayed in other books. A little bit salacious but a lot more about the meaning and power of music to move people.
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I bought this book as light entertainment for summer and was expecting something trashy. To my pleasant surprise, it turned out as rather well written, entertaining and even moving. I wanted to add "honest" but obviously the author's point of view is always distorted. Despite the fact that I am not sure Pamela is spitting out nothing but the truth, I found her "memoire" convincing. We get the idea of a young woman very confused about her future, with only one certainty: her love for rock musicians, bordering idolatry. We follow her, while she stuble along, meeting the most interesting people of her time, getting only slightly involved with the "counter-culture" and with heavy drugs, and trying to find her way (and true love) in the most bizarre situations.

Most of all, she struck me as being genuinely looking for love, rather than for easy fame and money, exploiting rock stars. A classic for lovers of rock and those who were too young (or unborn) in the Sixties.
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4 of 5 people found the following review helpful By HippieLover on 4 Aug. 2007
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I bought this book to see a completely different view of life in the 60's, this book is absolutely addictive to the point where i am getting to the end of it and desperately searching for a new fix of what life was like back in the days. Pamela describes her experiences perfectly, truthfully and sometimes emotionally. in some parts through the book i actually felt upset to think that she had the perfect life, but tried to find love. She knew very famous rockstars and lived the dream. Like i say i haven't got to the end yet but i am burning to find out whether she did actually experience true happiness, i highly recommend this, i just wish i could time travel and go back to those days.
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