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Andy Warhol kept these diaries faithfully from November 1976 right up to his final week, in February 1987. Written at the height of his fame and success, Warhol records the fun of an Academy Awards party, nights out at Studio 54, trips between London, Paris and New York, and surprisingly even the money he spent each day, down to the cent. With appearances from and referencAndy Warhol kept these diaries faithfully from November 1976 right up to his final week, in February 1987. Written at the height of his fame and success, Warhol records the fun of an Academy Awards party, nights out at Studio 54, trips between London, Paris and New York, and surprisingly even the money he spent each day, down to the cent. With appearances from and references to everyone who was anyone, from Jim Morrison, Martina Navratilova and Calvin Klein to Shirley Bassey, Estee Lauder and Muhammad Ali, these diaries are the most glamorous, witty and revealing writings of the twentieth century....

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The Andy Warhol Diaries Reviews

  • Mike Lester
    2019-04-02 07:03

    Fascinating. Gossipy. Elusive. Bitchy. Warhol. Makes me want to buy better shoes. 4 stars.UPDATE: Better shoes purchased 6/20/12. With slip resistant soles no less! New shoes - 4.5 stars. Book still 4 stars.

  • Monica
    2019-03-31 04:05

    I know this book is massive, but I just ate it up because I'm so fascinated with him and his life. Warhol was well before his time- a published diary??? Ppphhsshhhh...! The man was blogging and twittering to the public well before anyone else. He knew voyeurism of the lives of celebrities sold. If Andy were alive today, you know he'd be doing a reality tv show.

  • Tosh
    2019-04-15 10:17

    In my opinion there are two Andy's. The one before he got shot and the one that survived that shot. But did he? I think it affected him emotionally as well as the consistet pain that he lived with. But our Andy never grumbled, yet he kept record of his daily life of the 1980's and they're fascinating. His art at the time I think is not that interesting, but his life is another matter.Via Andy we get a view of the jet-set as well as the Manhattan citizens of the nightclubs, reataurants, etc. Warhol kept a journal to record everything. The orgins of this journal was to keep track of expenses, but soon became a bird's eye view of Manahattan society via the 80's.And through it all I think Warhol was pretty much a nice guy. But has a way of being nice.

  • Maria Potts
    2019-04-11 07:14

    When I was 17, I asked for this book for Christmas. My parents never "censored" or questioned anything I read, so there it was under the tree. I dived in. It was too overwhelming for a kid. I lost interest.However, when I picked it up again years later, I thanked my 17 year old self for being ahead of her time! He name drops like nobody's business and he KNEW everybody. It is fascinating.This book is MASSIVE, but worth it!

  • Mike
    2019-04-16 09:12

    This was so great. I loved this. It took me 6 weeks to read because I only felt like reading it 10-15 pages at a time, but it was so fun to read, for lots of reasons. One is that it starts in 1976 and goes right up to Andy's unexpected and sudden death in 1987, and of course those were probably the funnest 12 years of my life, so it's such a fun trip down memory lane ... just the various news events he mentions in passing in his entries, and the songs and bands and celebrities. And Manhattan was really different in 1976 than it is now, and it changed a lot from 1976 to 1987, and you can really feel that here, and remember how it used to be. And Andy's studio (and the offices of his magazine, Interview) were at 860 B'way, just right around the corner from my high school (16th St. bet. 5th and 6th), so the diary starts right off right in my old stomping grounds and while I was still stomping there. Also, the entries are really funny. There's almost no entry where you don't laugh at least once. He's funniest when describing his closest companions, like Bridget Berlin, Bianca Jagger, Halston, Steve Rubell, and a bunch of other people that he ran around with, a lot of whom worked for him in some way or another.

  • Tracy Reilly
    2019-04-10 10:01

    Absolute tripe: an empty intestine. If you want to follow the dead adventures of the most infamous famous, here it is in all its stunning flatness. Every 15 minutes reading is more dull than the last. Typical entry: " Met Mick and Liz at ten." I made that up, but it's how the whole thing reads.

  • Bojana
    2019-03-27 03:57

    " The whole situation was funny because Catherine and I didn't know anything about Michael Jackson, really, and he didn't know anything about me—he thought I was a poet or something like that. So he was asking questions that nobody who knew me would ask—like if I was married, if I had any kids, if my mother was alive…(laughs) I told him, “She’s in a home."" I haven’t peed on any canvases this week. This is for the Piss paintings. I told Ronnie not to pee when he gets up in the morning—to try to hold it until he gets to the office, because he takes lots of vitamin B so the canvas turns a really pretty color when it’s his piss."" Bianca was wearing the same dress she wore the last time—it’s strange to see girls who really dress up wearing the same thing twice."" The thing is, I guess, in that long amount of time, everybody’s real personality just comes out and it’s too revealing of how boring they are."" Brooke Hayward was there and threw her arms around me and said, “I’m so successful, I don’t know what to do.” I think she’s nutty." " Diana said that you don’t go change something because somebody asks you to, that that’s the trouble with this country, they want to “give the public what it wants.” “Well,” she said, “the public wants what it can’t get, and it’s up to museums to teach them what to want.” And she said that’s the trouble with Vogue magazine and all the other magazines today—except for Interview, she said."

  • Aldonautico
    2019-04-16 08:58

    La narrativa es muy básica porque son conversaciones telefónicas con Pat Hackett, quien hizo un muy buen trabajo en reducir un manuscrito de 10 mil páginas a poco más de mil con todo y contexto. Lo califico como irresistible porque está llena de jugosos chismes y la crueldad innata de Warhol, quien se revela tal y como es (porque aquí realmente entra el lector a un espacio tan íntimo que no sobrevivió al mito).No le puse 5 estrellas porque el ritmo llega a ser algo pesado en ocasiones y tienes que hacer varias incursiones a Wikipedia para saber el origen y destino de personajes como Ahmet Ertegun, quien aparece varis veces en sus páginas. Y como un spoiler que no afecta nada, él detestaba a Jackie Onassis a pesar de haberla pintado y admirarla.Es ingenioso y ligero pero la verdadera naturaleza de Warhol me da miedo porque (salvo su madre y quizá Pat Hackett), las personas en su círculo social eran desechables: Bianca Jagger, Halston y otros tantos que cayeron en desgracia durante los tiempos de estos diarios. Sinceramente, no habría querido ser su amigo. Y supongo que lo que dicen sobre la alta sociedad neoyorquina es cierto. (Plegarias Atendidas, anyone?)Recomiendo leerlo en inglés, no creo que la traducción al castellano sea buena (y pierde juegos de palabras). Y creo que estoy listo para un libro más complejo.

  • Lawrence
    2019-04-17 07:05

    Um...gee...what a greaaat idea. I should, like, steal it and use it in my work.OK, enough trying to sound like the subject of the book in a review. That doesn't ever really work, does it.I really enjoyed seeing Andy's (edited) life close up and day to day. This is my third time reading the diaries, and the more I learn about NYC/jet set history of the 70's and 80's, the more satisfying it becomes. I can finally know who he is talking about (that Google now exists also makes the diaries even more interesting). It's also fun tracing all the people in his life and how his feelings about them change over time. I just wish I had kept the index that Spy published when these first came out.

  • John Nez
    2019-03-31 06:20

    This book like eating popcorn - addictive with all the buttery salty tidbits. But in fact it is full of priceless insights into the practical working methods of how Andy Warhol worked as a artist - and he was a total workaholic. It deals with pricing art, selling art and ignoring critics... all essential life skills if you're making a living in the arts. As a book illustrator I lived in NYC around the time of part of this book I could especially relate to life in the city - though I missed most of the nightlife and expensive restaurants. I think it's telling how none of the other 'great artists' of that age, who dissed Warhol for being too gay and too commercial seemed to be able to write any books - Jasper Johns - Robert Rauschenberg. Andy Warhol seemed to generate dozens of brilliant original thoughts every day. The one aspect of Andy Warhol and his letters might be boiled down to original ideas from an imagination unhindered by too much schooling.

  • Tom Schulte
    2019-03-26 12:03

    I came to this book since I was into Velvet Underground, (some) Warhol movies, artists out of The Factory, etc. However I was confronted with one of my own pet peeves; people that were born in the early 50s and talk about the decade like they were a teenager or adult like people born in the late 30s talking about WWII like they were vets. There ought to be a word for that. I was born in '70 and this diary is '76-'86 and seems like recollections from my adult life: affluent Iranian jet setters, SSTs, Jerry Hall, etc. Little things jump out in these largely banal reports of going to parties, etc. He often has to "glue" because he was bald, but there is no need or desire to explain, he dealt with that like the "surgical corsets" he must wear after being shot by radical feminist writer Valerie Solanas. Possibly these trite things stand out to me since Warhol comes across as so ... uncomfortable, but comfortably so... Does that make since. Like an observer from an alien world who knows that he doesn't fit in.

  • Gary Daly
    2019-04-19 10:17

    I was warned off this mammoth book by a previous reader who said it's all just about 'how much taxi fares and magazines cost'. However, I think that fellow reader missed the point. It is an insightful, funny and painful journey of a man, an artist who regardless of his nerve and creativity struggles with himself and those around him including those (from Warhol's diaries) making a career out of being 'close' to Andy. The words reveal a sensitive and complex human being who, like the rest of us lives in a world where our collective conscious hypocrisy and contradiction shatters any idea of this thing they call truth. Andy was well aware of the parasites around him but he was also afraid of those close to him, unsure, hesitating and his assertive actions are weakened by intermittent outbursts of screaming. He finds his own work praised and crushed in the same day, locates fakes of paintings but on many occasions he doesn't have the heart or the desire to inform the poor buyer who thinks they've got a bargain. The diaries reveal to me a world I would never want to be part of where image, instant gratification and the numbing parties, openings and dinners leaving a stinking long streak of slippery shit of an existence. A wonderful read and a worthwhile experience, however you must be in for the long haul (over 1100 pages) and maintain contact with Andy throughout.

  • Intortetor
    2019-03-27 08:22

    fossero i diari dagli esordi, o almeno dal periodo della factory, questo libro sarebbe stato una bomba. e invece si comincia dai tardi 70s, quando l'epoca d'oro si era dissolta e iniziava una nuova epoca: al posto del clan della facory- che la leggenda ci ha descritto come geniali e bohemien- un gruppo di proto-yuppies, con giusto basquiat e haring a fare da veri stimoli intellettuali. warhol sente l'emergere dei nuovi artisti, sente di allontanarsi sempre più dall'arte, si dedica soprattutto ai ritratti, alle feste, alle cene, agli incontri, alle mostre...non so se faccia scena o sia sincero, però senti davvero il senso di isolamento (vedi la voglia di cercare partner) e una certa stanchezza. detto questo, poi c'è una tonnellata e mezzo di nomi più o meno famosi, di pettegolezzi, c'è traccia di ogni centesimo speso (beh, alla fine uno si rende conto dell'inflazione guardando quanto spendeva all'inizio di taxi e quanto alla fine), e quanto valessero i suoi quadri all'epoca. pesante da leggere, forse me lo fossi centellinato me lo sarei goduto di più...

  • Scotty
    2019-04-16 05:10

    when i was younger i used to look up to a lot of people in this book. but after reading this 807 page book. its so clear that the crowd andy warhol hung out were not particulary nice people.its a big read at 807 pages, and if you can past the tedious little day to day things warhol did. this can be an interesting read. warhol came into contact with a lot of big name people from calvin klein to halston, from mick jagger to boy george.from truman capote to tennessee williams. one of the highlights of the book is warhol regulary helped at soup kitchens. for anybody interested in the new york scene of the 70's and 80's i recommend this book.

  • Jacob
    2019-04-04 10:03

    so i'm watching this charlie rose panel discussion with the editors/creative directors of interview magazine along with marc jacobs in commemoration of andy's 80th birthday. unfortunately, everyone's too busy saying how ahead of his time andy was and what an exemplification of 'cool' andy's retrospective work represents, especially the magazine he started. and yet, i can't shake wryly genuine feeling that if andy were here, he couldn't help just saying, "oh, you're all so good-looking (especially you, marc) and you're analysis SOUNDS so intelligent." again, the surface sees through the depths.

  • sun-hwa
    2019-03-24 03:56

    I was writing. my diary on another blog continusely. His record even included his income and outcome on diary. It is a part of Andy Warhol management and his effort and his think is from his dilligent habbits everyday. I recommend it! How about read or write your dairy? Good

  • Kristine
    2019-04-18 05:19

    disturbingly, I've read this 800+ page tome in its entirity more than 10 times. Sean, this explains why I never got around to so many other books. Addictive and comforting, more a art piece on minutia and tedium and celebrity and mental illness and lonliness than a memoir.

  • Myrna Minkoff
    2019-04-20 10:18

    I have meticulously recorded *every single cent* I've spent for the last eleven years in a series of Wilson Jones accounting tablets. And that's because of this book; Andy's weird compulsion made complete sense to me.

  • Amy
    2019-04-11 12:16

    Have to read just a couple of pages at a time or it becomes nauseating. I read only ten pages at time. Interesting peek into Andy & his world. I like what it revealed about the culture & times & his associates as much, if not more than what it revealed about Andy.

  • Brooklynlamb
    2019-04-01 09:07

    I'm going through an Andy Warhol Phase. Absolutely loved his diaries! They are snarky AND full of heartfelt wisdom. He was a genius.

  • Janna
    2019-04-19 06:08

    One of my all time favorite books.

  • Rod
    2019-03-21 07:18

    Hours of voyeurism.. indulgent, decadent

  • jm
    2019-03-28 05:03

    Just read the introduction and the first couple of chapters - this seems incredibly mundane and probably would only be interesting if you're a die-hard Warhol fan.

  • Kellyn
    2019-04-17 09:57

    I have a mild fascination with Andy Warhol and got the idea to read his diaries from Andy Cohen's diaries. Its a lot; over 1100 pages a lot. Its great both to get insight into Andy Warhol's everyday life and his personality. It also gives a glimpse of celebrity life in the 70s and 80s. Definitely a book you can put down for awhile and come back to and not have missed anything.

  • Marty Lainz
    2019-04-18 07:04


  • Dennis Egan
    2019-04-15 05:06

    Great insight to the day to day activities and thoughts of Warhol.

  • Davidg
    2019-04-11 05:08

    I have spent 16 months in the company of Andy Warhol and the company of "friends", employees and acquaintances. This book has sat in my loo and I've read a few entries most days. It has felt a bit like Groundhog Day as the same things happen over and over again. If you tried to read it in bigger chunks, I imagine you might be bored out of your mind.This isn't really a diary. It was all phoned through to Pat Hackett (the editor) the morning after the day before. It was started as a way to keep a record of warhol's expenses after being investigated by the IRS, so every taxi ride, phone call, dinner is listed, down to the last cent. Of course, this gives the impression that Warhol was obsessed with money, which is perhaps unfair, but then he spends much of his time trying to get rich people to buy portraits and complaining when the works of other artists sell for more than him at auction.For the first few hundred pages, I was reminded of Gore Vidal's waspish remark that Warhol was the only genius he had met with an IQ of 60. There is very little reflection or analysis, no thinking. But it isn't a diary, it is a record of a series of conversations, 'I did this this, then that, met x and then y'. Most of the x's and the y's were unknown to me and as there is no glossary, they remain just names.I was left with the impression that Warhol was a voyeur, an observer. For the first half or so of the book, he takes a microphone and camera to all the parties, maintaining a distance from everybody. He complains when others do not entertain him, 'they're boring', but then says that he doesn't make conversation himself. They are there to entertain him, he doesn't have to entertain them. And he isn't really interested in other people, except as a source of salacious gossip. They don't touch him. The book covers the onset of Aids and many of his circle die, but it isn't until page 900 that he ever notes that one of the many deaths is 'sad'. Given that this is the record of a phone call, it would seem natural to say that events are sad or moving, but not to Warhol. He paints (gets money from) the Shah's family and from the Marcos's, but when their regimes topple, he has nothing to say. Warhol censors what he says, so we never get close to his feelings or personal relationships. So Jon appears on the scene and asks not to be included in the diary, but we get occasional glimpses of Warhol's unrequited love but there is no clue as to when the relationship ends. When Jon dies, presumably from Aids, Pat Hackett has to tell us, as Andy won't mention it. Warhol doesn't do feelings. Other names appear but as there is no glossary, it isn't clear if they are boyfriends or employees or hangers-on.It has been an interesting year or more, getting glimpses into a world which seems so glamourous and exciting but which is also so shallow and insincere. I won't be returning, the book has gone to Oxfam.

  • r
    2019-04-02 06:58

    this is probably my favourite 3-star book. i can't say i loved it, i didn't devour it, i don't have passages underlined, i won't revisit it. but the feeling of reading it will remain.he says a lot of precise, observant and funny things, but the philosophy of andy warhol has all of that and more covered. and yeah it's nice seeing the names of famous people, but who didn't know that andy warhol hung out with everyone in new york. if you didn't, this will be a rough start. get your google ready. the cute joke of presenting daily minutiae is fun, too, but what makes it interesting to me is the sheer dedication to it, the adoration of the task, holding back from puffed-up flourishes, just a cold, clear, casual documentation of prosaic routines - cab fares, meals, bathroom rituals, groceries, minor illnesses, office gossip, did you see this on tv last night. see it that way and the celebrities, the parties lose their gloss and become moments to be archived. also just like the duration of 'empire' the weight of it has a lovely paralyzing effect. this book is a fucking brick, it's huge and impractical. you're not going to fart around with it on the subway for girls to check you out. you're not even going to carry it from the bookshelf to the couch, because it doesn't fit on a bookshelf. it has taken me a good year to read. i love that nothing is made easy here. the fact that it was edited is gloriously funny. this is not your favourite Literary person's highfalutin diaries or letters, but it's much more interesting. eventually.

  • Jerjonji
    2019-04-04 04:19

    I'm not sure I'm going to finish this book- not only is it huge, but reading night after night about the endless parties and bickering is wearing me out more than trying to find a comfortable position to actually read the book. Lots of drugs, lots of talk about sex, but mostly it's about who's who and how they interacted with Warhol or he them. Name dropping in an obscure way, since he never meant for these notes/phone calls to be published. He's catty, mean, observant, honest, silly, and he's sleeping with his clothes on because he doesn't want to be bit by fleas. I kind of get him, oddly enough. He's a bit amazed by his popularity, and is aware of how fake it is. He's a business man first and an artist second, and he knows that he needs to maintain his outrageousness if he wants to stay in the limelight. His feelings hurt when he's criticised, ignored, not invited to the party, he works each party like a business plan. Me, on the other hand, after about 250 pages into it, is a bit tired of the whole thing and wishes he'd stay home some nights and watch TV and pop popcorn like the rest of us!

  • Tina Wright
    2019-03-30 08:58

    Warhol has always fascinated me, for two reasons: 1) his prescient takes on art (e.g. the soup cans) and celebrity ("In the future, everyone will be famous for 15 minutes."); and 2) the fact that he was at the epicenter of and/or witness to many of the 20th century's most important pop culture happenings, yet even when surrounded by superstars and the cultural elite, he seemed almost painfully alone. The diaries were fascinating reading for me, often as much as for what Andy doesn't say as for what he does. More than once, he is present at an important moment in history, yet what he chooses to relay is entirely banal. Other times, he is more insightful. Always, he seems lonely, never entirely comfortable in his skin even when others are paying court to him. I originally read this book shortly after its release, and reread parts of it last year when I was writing my novel (in which Warhol makes a cameo). Though the entries are sometimes more mundane than sublime, the diaries are a fascinating window into both Warhol's life, and to the NYC of the 1970s and 1980s.