Remember those old commercials where a camera would be shoved into a football player's face after winning the super bowl? The questioned posed to them was “You just won the SuperBowl - where are you going afterwards? And they’d respond. “I’m going to Disneyworld.” Well, folks, you didn’t win the SuperBowl, but you're still going some place special -- it’s called Tommyland.

Co-written with Anthony Bozza, Tommyland is a quick, enjoyable romp through the life of rocker Tommy Lee that sucks (okay, bad pun, continue on to see what I mean) you in from the first page. In said first chapter, we learn that not only do we have the narrative of Tommy’s voice, but Tommy’s mighty member as well. That’s right – his penis interjects his opinion through out the book. Like this for example, when he called Heather Locklear for the first time:

“I should have waited longer to get up the balls--"
“Are you kidding? My boys got that covered.”
and prepare a speech before I called her, because when I did, I was such a F*%#@$! jackass.”
“Bro…why didn’t ya just hand me the phone? I’ve got a list of lines.” “When she answers the phone I just say, ‘Hey, what’s goin’ on? My name is Tommy Lee and I got your number, and I wanted to say hi.’ She’s friendly as she ever is, but completely suspicious, as she should have been. She says, ‘Oh, hi, how are you? How did you get my number?’ Tommy boy genius says, ‘Oh… I just got it.’ And she says, ‘Oh really? You just got it?’ I’m sitting there, going full speed ahead blind”
“If what the preacher says is true, dude, we’d be blind a long time ago.”

Overall, for casual fans who want to live vicariously through the wild partying times of a hard rocker, this will live up to your expectations. Hardcore fans might feel a little less enthused as there isn’t any new ground that is covered, but nonetheless will still like the book.