Can’t recommend “meet me in the bathroom” enough. It’s the story of nyc indie rock (basically 90% of all indie music during the early 2000s) from late 1990s to 2011.
But it also includes non-NYC bands who made it via the NYC/London route, like kings of Leon and the Killers. Really well done and comprised of satisfying arcs, only the DFA breakup leaves you wondering “what really happened”. Using only interviews, it covers the overlapping careers of a variety of different rockstars, art rockers, and NYC celebs in a compelling way, it really does read like fiction. You probably need to love some of this music to really dig the book, but it’s a great read if you love reading about egos, ambition, what defines “culture” as well as addiction, depression, and human frailty. And of course, similar to “please kill me” about the punk movement, there’s a ton of great tangential history (living through tech and real estate booms, as well as 9/11, as a bohemian) and and era-defining debauchery that seem to occur in pop culture every 20 years or so.
Most importantly, it answers life’s deepest questions, like “what did the strokes think when they first heard mr brightside?”



