Easy read but fascinating. Warhol's style is very conversational, very gossipy, and if it weren't for the tragic ends of so many of the individuals featured, Popism would be almost fluffy. The name dropping got to be a little much, as if he were trying to stuff as many big names as possible into the pages, and certain instances were quite clearly sugarcoated to downplay the drama and make himself look better by minimizing his involvement (example: Edie Sedgwick). Not much of a narrative, just vivid memories that Warhol does manage to interweave and bring together into an intriguing tale. I'm neither a Warhol nor New York in the 60s fanatic, but I still found myself interested. Popism definitely held my attention. Recommended.