Beastie Boys Book

An absolute trip down memory lane and a moving tale in so many ways. It has led me to question many aspects of my own life. If only I and my group of friends in the 80s had had a Yauch in our midst. I feel like we and the Beasties grew up together, though they were a little older than we. But they were there through our teenage years and further. I remember delivering the whole of Paul Revere in C Troop corridor during basic training when I was 16 under orders from my troop sergeant. The VW badge thing? Yep, we did that too.

And now I find myself tearing up at the What If question posed at the end of the book. Imagining what it must be like to lose a friend like that.

I shall not regret the past now with to shut the door on it, but I will think about it nostalgically, as I often do.

I might be a little dusted...