Publishers Lunch reports the sale of a new celebrity memoir:
Rock star and scratch golfer Alice Cooper’s ALICE COOPER, GOLF MONSTER: My 12 Steps to Becoming a Golf Addict, a golf and recovery memoir that chronicles Cooper’s devotion to a game that helped him battle his demons and overcome alcoholism, promising to be “completely candid about his career, his drinking, and his recovery,” to Luke Dempsey at Crown, for publication in May 2007, by Scott Waxman at the Waxman Literary Agency.
There’s more detail in the New York Post, in Keith J. Kelly’s “Media Ink” column:
He’s now a syndicated DJ on classic rock stations, and in 1994 became a born-again Christian.
He still plays about 100 gigs a year, and the shock-rock routine still rules. But he also manages to play golf nearly every day and is said to be one of the better celebrity golfers at the Bob Hope Classic. Golf, more than anything, is what helped him stay more or less straight, he said.
I’m happy that Cooper’s got his drinking under control, and, obviously, it’s difficult for rockers to make graceful transitions to maturity–but damn it, this really taints my memories of teaching myself guitar by playing along with “I’m Eighteen” and “School’s Out” and “No More Mr. Nice Guy.” Golf and rock don’t belong in the same sentence–and if you would have told the young Alice Cooper that he would one day play in the Bob Hope Classic, he would have laughed until tears ruined his makeup. Once you’ve written (or dictated) a “golf and recovery memoir,” it’s time to hang up the leopard-spotted boots.