Self-Formation; Or, the History of an Individual Mind: Intended As a Guide for the Intellect... Book

I was conflicted on whether or not to even read this because it bothers me that David Foster apparently has decided to become his own brand now instead of staying behind the scenes as most other producer/songwriters do. You can see he has a generally healthy ego in this book, but he also admits to self-doubt and being a generally crappy husband and father as a result of his work ethic. This is an interesting memoir of the music industry, but overall it is too short of a book for someone with such a long career, and the reader doesn't get a feel for anyone save the narrator.