Mark Lanegan released his first solo album, The Winding Sheet, in 1990. His most recent album is Straight Songs ofSorrow. His singular body of work encompasses dozens of albums both solo and collaborative. He lives in Los Angeles.
Sing Backwards and Weep is powerfully written and brutally,
frighteningly honest. First thought that came to my mind was, 'Mark
Lanegan gives the term bad boy a whole new meaning.' These
are gritty, wild tales of hardcore drugs, sex, and grunge. But this
is also the story of a soulful artist who refused the darkness when
it tried to swallow him whole. And who found redemption through
grace and the power of his unique and brilliant music. Finally, the
song becomes truth. And the truth becomes song.--Lucinda
[Sing Backwards and Weep] unflinchingly tells the musician's hardscrabble story.--SPIN
[A] fearsome and brutal new autobiography.--Washington Post
[A]n extraordinary snapshot of the reality lower down the totem pole.... one of the most compelling accounts of squalor and misery ever committed to paper. In comparison, Bukowski at his most fevered reads like Somerset Maugham.--New Statesman
A dark, gripping and compelling piece of work.--Guerrilla Candy
A no holds barred memoir of uncompromising honesty. All of the usual suspects are here-sex, drugs, rock and roll-and if that were all, it would be compelling enough on the strength of Lanegan's writing and the setting of 80's and 90's Seattle, a near mythical time and place in music history. But what elevates Sing Backwards and Weep above the pack is the window into Lanegan's development as an artist, from his first musical influences to the singular singer and songwriter we see today. He seamlessly weaves that storyline into the more conventional rock memoir fabric and the results are outstanding.--Tom Hansen, author of AmericanJunkie and This Is What We Do
A stunning tally of the sacrifices that sex, drugs, and rock 'n' roll demand of its mortal instruments.--Kirkus Reviews
Harrowing, edgy, tense, and hypnotic. A very truthful, sobering account of what it's like in the throes of addiction, with shades of Bukowski, Burroughs, and Hunter S. Thompson.--Gerard Johnson, director and writer of Tony, Hyena, and Muscle
If you ever wondered how Mark Lanegan's music came to blossom, here's a taste of the dark dirt that fertilized it. But saying that, or something like it, feels irresponsible, almost like saying 'If you want to make great, soul-shattering art, traumatize yourself to the limit and beyond' ... Sing Backwards and Weep is gnarly, naked, and true.--Michael C. Hall of Dexter and Six Feet Under
In a gritty new memoir, Sing Backwards and Weep, Lanegan offers an unflinching look at his shadowy past, stretching from childhood up until the death of his friend Staley in 2002. The book reads like a debauched Bukowski novel, as Lanegan drifts from sin to sin, cursing those who held him back from music, drugs, and hookups, and recounting grisly tales about his famous friends.--Rolling Stone
It's a hell of a read. All-consuming, even. Be warned.--Louder Than War
MARK LANEGAN'S AUTOBIOGRAPHY IS THE MOST RAW AND BRUTAL ROCK MEMOIR EVER WRITTEN... [This book is] one of the most unflinching memoirs in the history of music writing.--Kerrang!
Rather astonishing... [it] reads kind of like the grunge-scene Andy Warhol Diaries: check the index, and there's probably a great story about your favorite artist.--Minnesota Public Radio, "The Current"
Some books amuse you, some intrigue you, and some-they don't come along often-like Mark Lanegan's Sing Backwards and Weep, squeeze you by the throat and drag you down the back stairs of the author's soul and blast you till you see what he's seen and feel what he's felt. Mark Lanegan spares no detail of the toxic and maniacal things he's done and had done to him, nor of the glorious, weird beauty he walked out with on the other side. You can't look and you can't look away. This is my kind of book. Fucked-up, full of heart, and hard-core as a shot of battery acid in the eye.--Jerry Stahl, author of Permanent Midnight, I, Fatty, and Happy Mutant Baby Pills
The artist's journey to find one's true voice can travel some very dark roads; addiction, violence, poverty, and soul-crushing alienation have taken the last breath of many I have called friend. Mark Lanegan dragged his scuffed boots down all of those bleak byways for years, managed to survive, and in the process created an astonishing body of work. Sing Backwards and Weep exquisitely details that harrowing trip into the heart of his particular darkness. Brutally honest, yet written without a molecule of self-pity, Lanegan paints an introspective picture of genius birthing itself on the razor's edge between beauty and annihilation. Like a Monet stabbed with a rusty switchblade, Sing Backwards and Weep is breathtaking to behold but hurts to see. I could not put this book down.--D. Randall Blythe, author of Dark Days and lead vocalist of Lambof God