The subtitle of the book is “Anagram Record Reviews” and that pretty much sums it up. Take a record artist and title, rearrange the letters and out pops a snarky and fairly relevant description of the album/artist. The reviews are at their best when describing a performer with a tawdry personal life: references to overdoses and sexual escapades abound. My favorite review in the book is the one for the Wallflowers that implies that Jacob Dylan is Hitler. If you want a taste of what’s in store check out the blog.