SAVE ME FROM MYSELF

Guitarist from platinum-selling metal band gets trashed, has kid, gets born again, writes book.

Melding old-school thrash rock with a Red Hot Chili Peppers-ish, hip-hop-ish attitude, California-based quartet Korn was at the forefront of the 1990s nu-metal movement. They were a hard-partying band, and founding guitarist Brian “Head” Welch often indulged in the stereotypical sex-and-drugs lifestyle right alongside his enabling Korn-ers. Eventually he realized it was difficult to simultaneously spearhead group meth sessions and properly raise his daughter Jennea. On one of his rare days off in 2004, Welch heard his five-year-old happily crooning the Korn tune “A.D.I.D.A.S.” (an acronym for “all day I dream about sex”), which features such kid-friendly lyrics as, “Screwing may be the only way I can truly be free from my f***ed up reality.” It dawned on him that harsh music and harsher substance abuse might not be the best influence on his child. Much to the shock of his bandmates and their fans, he swore off drugs, walked away from Korn and abruptly became a born-again Christian. Welch is a decent, if unexceptional storyteller, and he has good source material to work with: What meathead metal band’s history doesn’t include multiple moments of debauchery? His proselytizing grows repetitive, however, so some may find his autobiography at once alienating and dull. More to the point, it’s schizophrenic—six chapters rock memoir, six chapters religious treatise. Only a small percentage of Korn’s fan base is likely be interested in reading about the guitarist’s spiritual awakening, and hardcore Christians are even less likely to want to read about a sideman from a band they’ve probably never heard of.

Mildly inspirational, fairly clichéd and an extremely tough sell.