<DIV><DIV><P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">Buck Owens was the top-selling country act of the 1960s, with 21 number-one hits and 35 consecutive top-ten hits, a total surpassed only by the Beatles. Inventor of the Bakersfield sound, he was hugely popular not only with country fans, but rock fans too. The Beatles covered his songs, Gram Parsons idolized him, the Grateful Dead loved him. At least five marriages, several TV shows, and a publishing and media empire followed. And a number of current country stars, ranging from Dwight Yoakam to Marty Stuart, owe their sound to him.</P><P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">            Yet never before has there been a book about Buck Owens. And the man that emerges from its pages is the polar opposite of the aw-shucks image he cultivated on <I>Hee-Haw</I>. A tight-fisted control freak with an outsized appetite for sex, Owens could be ruthlessly cruel at one moment and as slippery as a snake the next.</p><P style="MARGIN: 0in 0in 0pt">            <I>Buck Owens</I> chronicles his rise from poverty as son of a sharecropper to one of the nation's best-loved entertainers, worth at least $100 million when he died. It is authoritative: it counts among its myriad sources five Buckaroos, the producer of <I>Hee Haw</I>, the former president of Capitol Nashville, numerous country singers, relatives, wives, lovers, and employees. This biography fully reveals, for the first time, not only one of country's biggest stars, but perhaps its biggest son of a bitch.</P></DIV></DIV>