The Book of Maleki is the story of 3 years of my life in the 80's playing bass for a low budget touring heavy metal band. In all the years since that I have worked in the music business, I have never heard anybody tell any stories of life on the road that is anywhere near as insane as this was. We had no record company, no management, no credit cards, no cell phones, no fax machines, no e-mail, and certainly no adult supervision. Never again will wild rock bands roam the country off the grid and under the radar. In comparison to the national acts that travel in jets, tour bus, and nice hotels; we were the covered wagons of heavy metal. If you're easily offended by sexual situations, alcohol and drug abuse, or random acts of vandalism and mayhem, then don't read this book