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BWW Reviews: A MAN CALLED DESTRUCTION Covers the Bases

BWW Reviews: A MAN CALLED DESTRUCTION Covers the Bases

Holly George-Warren's A Man Called Destruction is the first full-length biography of Alex Chilton, the sort-of famous, sort-of genius and leader of the sixties-era garage band the Box Tops (of "The Letter" and "Cry Like A Baby" fame) who can-among other things-be credited, during stints that ranged from co-leadership of the cult band Big Star to a variety of solo projects and producing such seminal bands as the Cramps and Panther Burns, with godfathering alternative rock.

First full accounts of the semi-famous offer a distinct challenge to the biographer. Publishers aren't likely to be clamoring for a 500-page volume on such relatively marginal figures. As a result, an almost inherent choice has to be made between getting as many of the knowable facts down in one place as possible (realizing this might be the only opportunity for such) and offering some really in-depth explanation of why this particular person should perhaps be more famous than they are.

George-Warren has, wisely I think, chosen the former approach. She seems to have assumed that anyone reading this volume will already know who Chilton is and care at least somewhat about his music. Especially given that Chilton, who died of a heart attack in 2010 at the age of 58, was a rather elusive figure, it's a safe assumption that those of us who are "in the know" about his music will likely want as much raw information about the man as possible.

On that count, the author has done a well-organized and fully coherent job-a task that could not have been easy, given the chaotic, often contradictory, nature of its subject. Now that George-Warren has, among other things, drilled down far enough to identify him rather precisely as the kind of fellow who could write some really great songs about parental alienation while sponging off of mom and dad, Alex Chilton probably won't need another just-the-facts biography.

Be warned, though. Whether you are a fan of Chilton's or not, this is not a book for anyone who wants to feel warm and fuzzy about him.

To his credit-and George-Warren catches this quality fully-there was no point in his self-abusing life when he strove to attract such feelings.

Chilton was a native of Memphis. His parents seem to have been southern bohemians straight out of a Tennessee Williams play, fully representative of the magnolia version of that odd well-to-do-but-down-at-heels combination that seems forever destined to produce troubled children. The central event of a childhood that consisted of a not-terribly-warm-and-loving world of pool parties, back houses and jazz musicians jamming in the living room til all hours seems to have been the death of Chilton's beloved older brother, Reed, who became prone to seizures after a fall from a rooftop and eventually drowned in the family's bathtub when Alex was nine. (Another brother would, many years later, die of a drug overdose.)

George-Warren does a convincing job of suggesting the significance of such traumatic events without overselling them. She makes it clear that they affected who Alex Chilton would become, but, perhaps because Chilton himself was so consistently reticent on such matters, does not speculate too deeply on the precise connections. Suffice it to say that the various tragedies and difficulties of Chilton's youth, in particular, hang in the background of the story, but they aren't dragged out and offered as explanations for the often thoroughly unpleasant human being he became or the damage he clearly inflicted on others (particularly an abandoned wife and child).

To be sure, the less than flattering aspects of Chilton's personality that emerge in this telling are not exactly news to those who followed along during his lifetime.

The mixture of self-aggrandizement and self-contempt that is common among boho's and their children (it's usually part of what they insist makes them special, not to mention "misunderstood") was ever-present in Chilton's famously laconic interviews and it isn't glossed over here.

One particularly persistent theme is Chilton's deep ambivalence-famous among his followers-towards the music he must have known he was destined to be remembered for, namely that which he made with the Box Tops and Big Star.

Those bands were reflective of some pretty deep ambivalence themselves.

The Box Tops grew out of a Memphis garage band called the Devilles, who hired a fifteen-year-old Chilton because he sounded "black as hell." Chilton had to catch rides wherever they went because he was too young to drive, but his immersion in the city's legendary music scene-and a particular love for R&B passed on by his deceased brother-lent his voice sufficient authority to make him one of the era's truly great "blue-eyed soul" voices. The band soon changed its name, recorded "The Letter" and watched it soar to the top of the Pop charts while also making some noise on the R&B circuit, where the Box Tops were frequently booked on the assumption that they were black and then welcomed by the surprised audiences-a practice that would end (as a lot of other things ended) with the assassination of Martin Luther King.

Though the group made several albums and had a series of large-to-medium-sized hits, Chilton, establishing a pattern he would follow for the rest of his life, soon became restless with the music and contemptuous (or perhaps frightened) of the fame.

Soon enough he was on his own, diving into independent scenes in both Memphis (where he recorded the tracks for an album that wouldn't be released for nearly three decades) and New York (where he was relatively ignored by a burgeoning punk scene that more than shared his own contempt for his previous "commercial" success).



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John Walker Ross John Walker Ross is a graduate of Florida State and lives somewhere in the Florida Panhandle where he has variously toiled in advertising and legal publishing for the last three decades. He is interested in everything but his only known addictions are vintage rock and roll and women?s tennis. His favorite writers are Tolstoy, Henry James, Phillip K. Dick, Raymond Chandler and Anita Loos, but he no longer tries to write like all of them at once.

John blogs about Pop Culture, his shady past and other life-affirming things at theroundplaceinthemiddle.com.



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