Book Review: I Don't Care About Your Band by Julie Klausner

Reading this book is like watching a train wreck. As I sat reading it sporadically throughout the last couple weeks, I would often gasp with disbelief, shock, and horror that Julie Klausner would DO THAT. What did she do? Essentially she dated every type of loser under the sun. It almost seems like she was attracted to these types of men like my cat is attracted to anything long and dangly.

The full title is I Don't Care About Your Band: What I Learned from Indie Rockers, Trust Funders, Pornographers, Felons, Faux-Sensitive Hipsters, and Other Guys I've Dated. It's essentially a catalog of the men she dated in her twenties. In witty, oftentimes vulgar, language, Klausner describes these men as if she were discussing a nest of cockroaches found in a garbage dump. What makes it all the more horrifying, however, is that, in most cases, she ended up sleeping with or making out with these men.

What makes it readable is that it is oh-so-gosh-darn funny. I have dated some less than noble men in my time, but compared to Klausner's beaus, my lineup looks like the poster children of chivalry and romantic love. She starts by describing her childhood and works her way through the teenage years, college years, and the meat of the matter, romantic love in her twenties. I don't want to describe any of these situations to you because half the fun is the in the surprised, shocked horror you will surely feel in reading her revelations.

But, Klausner ends it on a good note with "The Art of Saying No," describing the night in which she graduated from this-is-as-good-as-it-gets world to I-would-rather-be-at-home-alone-than-at-this-bugfest land.

Single gals, this book is for you. If you are jaded at all about your love life, reading this book will cheer you up, because, as Klausner demonstrates, it can always be much, much worse.