Wrenn presents Reed in a very interesting way -- the text is interspersed by Reed's quotes and actual reproductions of articles from magazines like Creem, NME, Melody Maker, Disc, Rock News, Rock & Folk, Village Voice, Rolling Stone, NY Rocker and Q. The photographs provide fascinating insight into the chronological documentation of a man and his music: from a sweet little boy at Syracuse University in 1963 to world weary drug casualty in the 70s, to happily married, reformed survivor in the 90s. Interesting pictures include the cover of the original trashy exposé "The Velvet Underground" by Michael Leigh, the book from which the band took their name, posters and tickets of Warhol's multi-media Exploding Plastic Inevitable show, rare records and record covers and exotic underground comics featuring Reed and the band. There's also a poignant picture of Nico and one of Warhol taken just before his death in 1986. Wrenn uses Reed's own words to present a powerful self-critiqe of the artist in all his facets-- musician, writer, poet, performer. The result is a remarkable insight into a man who has pushed himself and his music to the edge but who has survived with his cutting edge sharper than ever. Like this Reed qote: "All I ever wanted to do was to make records that adults could listen to without wincing, rather than all that 'rock below the waist' stuff. There's pop music, then there's what I do. I consider myself a writer."