God this book had so much potential.
I love everything about the concept....
An aspiring photographer following a band she loves, hoping to be let into the cool crowd.
Oh and it's all set in the '70s.
Faun photographs everything from her best friend Josie, to her favorite band Holiday Sun, and of course, the girls, the muses, the groupies. She doesn't shy away from the nitty gritty side of superstardom. She photographs fights, fucks, drugs, and more.
Holiday Sun comes to cherish her. Sure she's a little annoying and she definitely just blackmailed her way into shooting the cover of their new album, but for some reason they like her.
Which is weird because she's incredibly unlikable.
Actually, you know what?
This entire book was unlikable.
I love reading about sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll, but this fictionalized version was just really not it.