yeah, I mean, I

think the book really hit me hardest for most when I actually did the audio, because Ed Langer said that this event was going to take place, the audio book was going to happen, and did I have any ideas as to who might read the book out loud, besides the fact that they would like me to consider reading the book myself.

So, I thought about it for a while, and it brought me back to the fact that this book is called Confessed, and it is about my life in its entirety from an honest, truthful point of view, and what better way to get the story across, the messages across, than to actually read it yourself.

So it was during that process, it took about a week or so to get it down properly.

When I say properly, it's because I'm such a perfectionist.

I'd read like three or four lines and go, let me do that again, like I did my vultures.

I feel I can always do a better job.

That's a good question because everything we do in music is image to a certain extent.

"Take the stool, fool," he says.

The fool and the stool.

Sounds like a bloody Beatles song.

I heard that.

Sit on the bloody stool and shut up for once, Simmons.

Shotgun.

Shotgun? What are you, some sort of bloody munitions expert, Simmons?

Where do I sit?

Ah, I suppose you take my chair.

[chair squeaking] Before I leave, I'd just like to say I've enjoyed my time here on the committee.

I'm especially proud of the pickled egg ban.

[committee applauding]

What the hell do you want?

With all the defections to Yacht Rock Manor, we have some vacancies to fill.

A jam session?

Yeah.

We get together every day for a little while.

That mate Sal, who you fired, suggested it.

[laughs]

Whew, that was hurtful, Joe Perry.

Good God, this is bloody horrible.

What is with you guys? I've never shit myself.

Whew, Joe Perry's got virgin briefs.

I was swinging a sledgehammer at a giant bell in front of 150,000 people.

I crowned on the third gong.

Nowhere to hide, either, when you're wearing shorts.

Whoo, in his defense, he always looks like that, Gene.

Uh, thanks, Stanley.

I think.

Enough with the stupidity.

Let's get this meeting started.

[growls]

Let's go, play the bloody video.

[click] [music] Bloody hell, Justin Bieber, you too? Oh, no.