I finished this this morning.

Pretty quick read.
It was the first "memoir" I had read. It felt more like I was spying on his life than the author unfolding a story. The entire book is consumed with this fake "hustlin' tough-guy" exterior. I guess growing up in 1960's New York will do that to you.
Apologies for my absence for the last month - been busy.
Got a new mix and a gig coming for you.