I am going out on a limb here, so watch my back. Pen to paper, I am putting it all down, every bit from the heart. I am hopelessly divided between the dark and the good, the rebel and the saint, the sex maniac and the monk, the poet and the priest, the demagogue and the populist. With this world came every opportunity, and every temptation under the sun around-the-clock excess. Life gave me a golden key when I fell in love with rock ’n’ roll (thanks to the music in my Irish mum’s blood), and a whole new world opened up to me. But I am also William Albert Michael Broad, a working-class kid from the suburbs of London: a dreamer with his nose forever in a book, cursed with feeling too much, dreaming too big, and suffering slights too deeply. You know me as Billy Idol, the hell-raising rebel who’s lived life to the full-sometimes fuller than life would allow. Some thirty-three years later, I come to you again, with a story to tell. Manage everything in one secure place 1Password remembers all your passwords. The heavens blazed my coming to America that first night with shooting stars and a strange halo effect that may well have been the man in the moon laughing at my audacity. A password manager, digital vault, form filler, and secure digital wallet. Surely this city, with its skyscrapers reaching into the ozone, touching hitherto unknown heights, might welcome yet another stranger in a strange land, one more explorer doing his damndest to act unafraid in the face of his exceedingly uncertain future. I came to New York in the spring of 1981, my Country Gentleman guitar in one hand, a suitcase in the other, the trunk with my pink Elvis ’50s-style jacket, and the sum of my effects on my back. DANCING WITH MYSELF THE NEW YORK TIMES BESTSELLING AUTOBIOGRAPHY
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