I love reading about the early days of the emo scene and Kansas City specifically, but as a book it feels a little scattered. All the pseudonyms bothered me too — I found it harder to keep track of who was who than if Pryor had just used their real names, and it's not like he's saying anything too crazy about them.

I did love this though: “Just because one excellent band from DC took a vow of poverty, doesn’t mean we all have to.”