Massive Pissed Love

Praise for Massive Pissed Love "Hell is funny and abrasive and blunt, across a wide array of interests."--Literary Hub "He's a sharp and masterful writer, the kind of scribe who can take any subject and wax at equal turns poetic and profane on it. ... Hell has wisely compiled his writings on music, art, literature, culture and anything else that grabs his fancy beneath the odd but appropriate title Massive Pissed Love. There's snark a-plenty here, but there's much more than that, too. Call it a celebration of the meanderings of an uber-keen mind."--Buffalo News "Fuel for Hell's minions, a fan's notes for fans."--Kirkus "For fans of Hell's personal mythos and/or musings on others, Massive Pissed Love is the must-read."--The Village Voice Praise for I Dreamed I Was A Very Clean Tramp: "A rueful, battle-scarred, darkly witty observer of his own life and times." --New York Times "In his poetic memoir, I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp, Hell takes us on a tour of a lost world and stakes out his place in cultural history." --Los Angeles Times "Hell brings to his new autobiography more literary experience than your typical rock memoirist...I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp ultimately celebrates passion, in all its complicated, sometimes dangerous forms." --USA Today "This valuable book... is not only an absorbing cultural history but also a clear-eyed story that superbly channels the attitude expressed in the first blurt to his best-known song 'Blank Generation': "I was saying let me out of here before I was even born." --Boston Globe "Mr. Hell has an excellent new memoir, I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp, that describes that wild, reckless and important era in downtown Manhattan with candor, wit and reverence." --The Observer "His book shines its own dirty light. Which means it has lots of sex, drugs, and rock'n'roll. Pick up I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp, if you want poetry and insight." --Spin "There are many shivery, illicit pleasures in this louche memoir... Hell was a virtuoso of taste, a critic with a sensibility so fine and unconventional it bordered on its own form of art... weird and singular and superbly self-aware." --BookForum "Hell is an enthusiastic reporter of the critical artistic crossover of the avant-garde art scene and the world of punk rock... his account rings true and it entertains... a treasure both to those present during gritty, heady '70s NYC and to those not." --Time Out New York, 4 Stars "Hell brings his searingly honest songwriting style to this candid and page-turning memoir... [Hell's] portrait of the artist searching for himself offers a glimpse into his own genius as well as recreating the hellishness and the excitement of a now long-gone music scene in New York City." --Publishers Weekly, Starred review "A skilled writer...In recalling the days when love came in spurts, Hell is precise, telling a lot without ever seeming to tell too much. He nails the essence of both scenes and people, from rock peers to exploitative record producers...A deft, lyrical chronicle." --Kirkus "Hell is a fine writer and full of self-knowledge, and part of the pleasure of this randy, drug-addled memoir are his descriptions of New York during the bad old days when crime was rampant and the streets filthy. A compelling and entertaining memoir." --Booklist "Before Richard Hell, all was darkness. He can rightly claim to have started ...everything...Poet, musician, fashion icon and terrific, terrific writer. Chances are, you have been deeply influenced by Richard Hell your whole life. You just didn't know it." --Anthony Bourdain "Richard Hell designed and executed a sustained performance of rock stardom as if he had invented the concept himself. Radically self-aware, he wields prose keen as a diamond knife, sharpened by the light of the moon." -

Richard Hell remains a crucial voice of our culture. He's currently conducting an interview/performance series at Symphony Space in New York, "A Night Out with Richard Hell," as well as giving readings and talks internationally, while focusing primarily on a novel in progress. He's published journalism in Spin, Bookforum, The New York Times, Esquire, the Village Voice, Art in America, and many other outlets. Hell was the film critic for Black Book from 2004-2006. He's the author of an autobiography, I Dreamed I Was a Very Clean Tramp (Ecco, 2013), and the novels Go Now (Scribner, 1996) and Godlike (Akashic, 2005), as well as the collection of essays, diaries, and lyrics Hot and Cold (powerHouse, 2001).