So I'm not a Duran Duran fan. I lived through the 80s but I was the wrong sex (male) and a bit too young (10 in 1984).
However, I love music biogs (The Dirt is number 1, Hammer of the Gods Number 2) and so found this story of the 'good looking one' from Duran Duran. I had also read Tom Sykes' excellent Isabella Blow book and so gave it a whirl.
And its good. It's a fast read, giving you the perfect blend of facts vs. atmosphere. It would be so easy for a music biog to descend into a narrated disography and this doesn't. It captures the sense of escape that a Brummie lad felt and the pressure that global, instant fame delivered. Taylor, like many addicts, is adept at talking about himself but fortunately he does not disappear up his LA-inclined-fundament. He is funny and honest and realistic about his own shortcomings, not least that he could never have been a solo success and that his bandmates were his brothers.
You get an insight into the stories behind the recordings and how the songs were created. You are taken into the Duran Duran world but - to his massive credit - Taylor makes a clear effort to refrain from stabbing anyone in the back. And so if you want the gossip on how and when they fell out, you won't get it. He writes briefly that a 2003 reunion ended in tears but he does not tell you why. Pointedly only 3 of the 4 Durans are thanked at the end of the book.
The biggest complement that can be paid to Sykes and Taylor is that it does not feel like a ghosted book. The tone is authentic and 100% consistent. Taylor is poetic and this sense of verbal style gives the book its personality. Nice job.