Summary of Steven Tyler's Does the Noise in My Head Bother You?

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#1 When you’re young, you experience everything for the first time, and because it’s happening to you so matter-of-factly, it just is. In midlife, you question everything, and so much energy is wasted questioning the whys of it all. You want to find an angel of thunderstorms that will put out your internal fire.

#2 I was born at the Polyclinic Hospital in the Bronx, March 26, 1948. My parents moved me to Sunapee, New Hampshire, where they rented out little bed-and-breakfast cottages, and I was put in a crib at the side of the house. A fox came by and thought I was a cub, and dragged me into the woods.

#3 I was brought back to the third dimension when my parents brought me home from the forest. I had never felt more comfortable than being lost in that forest. My mother had lit the fire that would keep me warm for the rest of my life. She had read me parables, Aesop’s Fables, and Rudyard Kipling’s Just So Stories.

#4 I was also a fan of the hippie lifestyle, and I loved the song Nature Boy written by a bohemian composer named Eden Ahbez. It tells the story of how one day an enchanted wandering Nature Boy crossed the path of the singer.

• Language: English
• Publisher: IRB Media
• Release date: Jul 16, 2022
• ISBN: 9798822536630

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#1

When you’re young, you experience everything for the first time, and because it’s happening to you so matter-of-factly, it just is. In midlife, you question everything, and so much energy is wasted questioning the whys of it all. You want to find an angel of thunderstorms that will put out your internal fire.

#2

I was born at the Polyclinic Hospital in the Bronx, March 26, 1948. My parents moved me to Sunapee, New Hampshire, where they rented out little bed-and-breakfast cottages, and I was put in a crib at the side of the house. A fox came by and thought I was a cub, and dragged me into the woods.

#3

I was brought back to the third dimension when my parents brought me home from the forest. I had never felt more comfortable than being lost in that forest. My mother had lit the fire that would keep me warm for the rest of my life. She had read me parables, Aesop’s Fables, and Rudyard Kipling’s Just So Stories.

#4

I was also a fan of the hippie lifestyle, and I loved the song Nature Boy written by a bohemian composer named Eden Ahbez. It tells the story of how one day an enchanted wandering Nature Boy crossed the path of the singer.

#5

My mother, Susan Blancha, was born in 1918. She met my father while they were both at Fort Dix in New Jersey during World War II. They got married and had me two years later. I got the traits that I don’t want and the ones I do.

#6

I am the N in my parents’ DNA, so if anyone calls me a dick, I know they really mean Fort Dix. My daughter Chelsea always thought God was a woman from the day she was born.

#7

My mother was a free spirit, a hippie before her time. She loved folktales and fairy tales, but hated Star Trek. She used to say, Why are you watching that. All the stories are from the Bible. . just six ways from Sunday.

#8

I grew up listening to music under the piano in my father’s apartment. The piano was his mistress, and he didn’t play by rote. Every note was like a first kiss for him. I couldn’t wait to jump into the middle of it.

#9

The notes of the sacred sonatas that my dad played became embedded in my psyche. They were like a mixture of Yma Sumac and the songs of humpback whales, and they shower down on me every time I hear them.

#10

My mother, who was a Philadelphia Darby Creek country girl, brought me up. She was a beautiful Philadelphia Darby Creek girl who came to the city to bring me up, and she loved and nurtured me.

#11

I spent every summer of my life until I was nineteen at Trow-Rico, my mother’s family estate. We would throw a picnic for the guests, and my uncle would cook steaks and lobsters on the grill. We served all the guests in our heyday.

#12

I was put to work as soon as I was old enough. I helped my father and uncle dig ditches and install a water pipeline over a mile of mountain. I was also involved in the hotel business, playing the piano at Soo Nipi Lodge with my father and