For the very few that felt Miles Davis was a saintly soul, they should be required to read this venomous, but arresting, biography detailing his early history in the clubs to the years of experimentation and critical panning. Miles Davis was arrogant, egotistical, vain, abusive (to himself and others), mainly uncomplimentary of other artists' talents, and foremost, a musical genius of unparalleled comparison. To hear him play was to make one almost forget how undesirable of a personality he was. This book is a must read for lovers of autobiography, for lovers of jazz's unique history, and most importantly, for those who want to find out more about the man behind the horn, regardless of what they may discover. This is a spectacular autobiography, behind only Kinski's "All I Need is Love" for outright pulp content and total audacity.