Over the past thirty years, Bruce Dickinson has assumed the roles of rock star, airline pilot, fencer, brewer, entrepreneur, filmmaker, motivational speaker, DJ, and perhaps most importantly, cancer survivor. Now he adds ‘author’ to this list with this entertaining and actually quite self effacing autobiography.
You certainly don’t need to be a fan of Iron Maiden to enjoy this book – there’s far less about the band than you might expect. Indeed, if you combine it with the parts on his solo recording career, it probably only accounts for about half the book. The remainder covers his childhood, mostly spent in Sheffield, his flying (of which there are many tales), and of course his battle with cancer a few years ago. He certainly has a gift as a writer, and engagingly and effortlessly carries the reader along with him through the years. A recurring theme is that when he embarks on something, he totally embraces it and works to become as skilled at it as he can possibly can, be it flying or fencing. That same resolve was to stand him in good stead during his period of radio and chemotherapy. The one thing obvious topic missing here » Continue Reading.