The Only Girl

My Life and Times on the Masthead of Rolling Stone

De: Robin Green

Narrado por: Robin Green

A raucous and vividly dishy memoir by the only woman writer on the masthead of Rolling Stone Magazine in the early Seventies.

In 1971, Robin Green had an interview with Jann Wenner at the offices of Rolling Stone magazine. She had just moved to Berkeley, California, a city that promised "Good Vibes All-a Time." Those days, job applications asked just one question: "What are your sun, moon and rising signs?" Green thought she was interviewing for a clerical job like the other girls in the office, a "real job." Instead, she was hired as a journalist.

With irreverent humor and remarkable nerve, Green spills stories of sparring with Dennis Hopper on a film junket in the desert, scandalizing fans of David Cassidy and spending a legendary evening on a water bed in Robert F. Kennedy Jr.'s dorm room. In the seventies, Green was there as Hunter S. Thompson crafted Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas, and now, with a distinctly gonzo female voice, she reveals her side of that tumultuous time in America.

Brutally honest and bold, Green reveals what it was like to be the first woman granted entry into an iconic boys' club. Pulling back the curtain on Rolling Stone magazine in its prime, The Only Girl is a stunning tribute to a bygone era and a publication that defined a generation.

Reseñas de la Crítica

"She writes unsparingly of her frailties, her fixations, the honest appetites of an explorer in a fragmenting America. Brave survivor of the psychedelic wars, she came, she saw, she conquered."—USA Today

"A dishy memoir about life as the first woman on the masthead at Rolling Stone magazine during the sex and drugs heyday of the 1970s."—New York Times

"They say if you remember the '60s, you weren't there. But Robin Green was. She remembers the '70s, too, and all that followed. And what's more, in "The Only Girl," she names names... lately, Green's been thinking back on those hippie San Francisco days again. Her trips to Big Sur, beautifully crazy friends, and her own flower-child belief that anything -- absolutely anything -- was possible. Turns out, she was right."—New York Daily News

"a stunning tribute to a bygone era and a publication that defined a generation,"—Red Carpet Crash

"a must-read for anyone who has ever been or felt like, well, the only girl in the room."—Hello Giggles

"In this candid memoir, she shares how she earned a reputation as a bitch, what it was like working alongside the intimidating Annie Leibovitz and witnessing the drug-fueled ravings of Hunter S. Thompson, and why she was fired over a Kennedy story...Filled with plenty of sex, drugs, and some rock 'n' roll, this offers a one of-a-kind perspective on the people behind a cultural phenomenon."—Booklist

"The Only Girl's vigor comes from her blunt acknowledgment of the diffidence she faced early in her career. To follow her path to being paid, published, and praised amid many tribulations proves both a solace and great reward."—Zyzzyva

"A lusty, reflective, score-settling memoir from the woman who steered a chaotic career course between Rolling Stone and The Sopranos...Green's memoir is both a solid insider's account and a happy-go-lucky, lifelong coming-of-age story."—Kirkus

"With humor and candid self-reflection, the author details her struggles after being fired from Rolling Stone...Reading like a real-life road novel, Green's memoir is a must for aspiring writers."—Library Journal

"Brutally honest, Ms. Green writes about what it was like to be the first woman granted entry into an iconic boys club."—WNYC

"[A] funny, candid memoir...Green paints a vivid picture of being at the epicentre of the new rock'n'roll bohemian culture with the Rolling Stone crowd."—Guardian

"Entertaining, page-turning, and scorchingly candid new memoir."—No Depression

"Compulsively readable, laugh out loud funny and beautifully crafted. I ate up every word. If you thought they had more fun back then, this book will prove that you were right."—Ruth Reichl, bestselling author of My Kitchen Year

Eye Opening Insight on Coming into One’s Own

I was catapulted into the time capsule of the sixties and seventies, when my own pubescent eyes were just barely aware of all the tumultuous times Green recalls. Bravely and boldly, she bares her innermost self, turning herself inside out, examining who she had been, and sharing the ride with us on how she became The Only Girl. Loved every delicious minute as she talks about those heady times before aids, about being free, yet her vulnerability peeks through the seemingly “right place in the right time” scenarios of her meteoric rise in the small world of the writers’ rooms. I didn’t want it to end. And I loved her almost deadpan delivery as she put her past under the microscope, her east coast accent sneaking in now and then. So many vignettes I want to replay, the almost vulgar moment she climbs off the erudite dude, the tender way she talks about her memories of the furniture in her mother’s room. Sad I missed seeing the photos that were surely part of the book, especially the photo that captured her youthful essence forever.

Self Indulgence at its best

Everything about this book was great. There writer’s voice was a little obnoxious. But it’s her life so she is good enough. She’s not a girl like me. She’s a little too too groovy. But ...SOPRANOS? And she’s deliciously vindictive in this passive aggressive way. Yeah very Rock and Roll.