We all love a rock star romance, right? 
Well, I know I do. 

And this one, while full of rock stars, was an interesting way to write a series. Different stories, different characters, different...authors? 
Yep. Five stories. Five authors. A full boxed set of rock stars. 

This is light and a bit of fun. Makes you remember those days when you crushed on your favorite boy band (or leading lady). And we all know how much fun those fantasies were!

I am unsure on how to give this a fair rating, as every book is written by different author and therefor some books were better than others. All in all an ok read, so would give it a 2-3 star rating!

After reading the first three books in the series I ended up deciding I won't up keep up with the rest of the books. I had a few problems with these books but mostly with the immaturity of all of the characters.

Seeing that is is not an enjoyable series for me I think it's not something I would like to keep reading. While this is not suitable for me there are probably a lot of people that would love these stories.

I've read books 1, 2 and 3 of this series, and I'm sadden to say that I won't be reading the final 2 instalments on this series.

The characters were my biggest problem with this series, followed closely by the plot and the writing. 

The characters are all very immature, while all trying to appear and act older than they are. The serious would have benefited if the main characters would have been made slightly older, because they were just too hypersexualized for the ages they represented. 

this in turn, made the plots too childish and yet unbelievable. For instance, in Mia, I couldn't wrap my head around the fact that her super protective parents would have allowed her to go on tour with the band. The behaviors are not consistent and neither are the characters.

And overall the writing was just lacking something and it was silly at times. Life the fact that Ryder associates white Keds with virginity, or how Miles thinks that Aimee didn't shower because she's wearing a ponytail. I mean, seriously?

I’m sorry to say that I’m giving up on the Backstage Pass series, because it’s just not working for me. The characters should have been made a little bit older, and the plots less childish. It’s a huge contradiction to have the characters as they are described and hyper sexualized, and then have such plots. It’s just not for me.

Four stars! What a hot read! I wonder what this author has in store next! I was so excited to read all her Backstage books in one bundle!

I loved this series and i loved all the installments. I especially loved that all the books in this series are written by different authors please see below the links for my seperate reviews on all 5 of the books

I love that the series is now a boxed set, making it so much more convenient to read. The books have a younger feel to them (the boy band theme) but I definitely recommend it for an older audience because things get a little steamier than I'd recommend for actual teens. The stories revolve around one boy band and we meet the different girls in their lives and see the progression of the band as they go on tour. It's nice to get a look at the band from different point of view and see how their journey progresses as the stories move on. I feel like this might make for a nice summer read when you've got time to sit down and binge the series.

Here’s the thing about Rock Fiction: if you don’t get the details right, you pretty much shoot yourself in the foot. The world building here matters because those of us in the know, those of us with industry background, will call you out.

And that’s the fatal problem with The Backstage Pass: The Complete Series (read as a box set and thanks to NetGalley for the chance to read it). The details of a touring band are so far off, it’s impossible to suspend disbelief for even a minute.

First off, I’ve never heard of any tour naming their tour busses. I even checked with a number of friends who currently have their hands in tours. Nope. That’s a new one.

The opening act is its own thing. It doesn’t travel as part of the band’s entourage. The headliner doesn’t pick up the expense of the opening act. Touring with a headliner is a privilege; why would the headliner pick up an expense they don’t need to? Profit margins on the road are slim enough as it is.

Band and crew doesn’t eat together. Not as one big happy family, anyway. There may be some overlap, but the two do such different jobs that… yeah, no. Besides, a band as big as this boy band is supposed to be is going to eat very differently than the crew. There are also no dressing room riders anywhere.

The authors of this series need to learn a thing or three about what a bunk in a tour bus really is. Sit up? Comfortable space for two? At first, I thought there were multiple busses, each with a bedroom in the back. It was the only explanation for how these so-called bunks would work.

I about threw my e-reader across the room when Ryder and his love interest spent the night at the arena, in their private dressing room. I still can’t get my brain around that. Spending the night in the arena?

Seriously. That one, right there, did it. Any authority the authors had flew out the window. You’re a headlining act and won’t extend the cost for a hotel room, especially when you do it at other times? Let me rephrase: you’re the headlining act.

Beyond the fact that spending the night in the bowels of an arena is creepy as hell, it’s crossed so far into fantasy that my brain keeps exploding the more I think about it.

The worst part is that it kept going. We’re supposed to buy that the GED tutor—who herself is a teenager, which again stretches credibility—has this amazing voice and magically becomes an opening act, with no record, no label, no fan base, no manager, not even a demo?

And why does this tour feel like a dumping ground for teenage girls in sundresses who can’t be at home for the summer?

Then the daughter of the bodyguard gets stood up by her band member sorta-boyfriend and instead of reaching out to her father, who is with the band, just assumes the worst and runs away. Yeah. Real smart there, kid. And how about the fact that we never once see the father be fatherly? And then we learn that no, he’s the biggest victim in the family drama that’s kept him from being a good father, but he still doesn’t do a thing to try to fix his relationship with his daughter by, you know, trying to get to know her. Instead, all he does is issue edicts about how she’s not allowed to do this or that.

And, of course, the biggest signal of all: tour manager and manager are two entirely different jobs, and they don’t overlap for a very good reason. When I see that in Rock Fiction, I know right off that we’re dealing with someone who hasn’t taken the time to learn what needs to be learned. In this series, the manager is of course a slimy loser jerk. While there’s a reason the roadie nickname for tour manager is asshole, that doesn’t mean how the tour manager acts toward the band. It means how the tour manager acts on behalf of the band. At things like settlement after a show. Because, you know, the band is essentially his employer. And take note of essentially there. It’s a lot more nuanced than that.

Add in bad editing, both in each book—sorry, but “he ratchet his brain” isn’t even close—and across the series—if you’re going to italicize the stupid bus names in two of the books, do it in all of them—and… yeah. This reads more like Rock Fantasy, not Rock Fiction.

One last note: when I was Skyping with Susan and venting about the errors, her daughter came in the room and listened. “Sounds like every other Rock Fiction on Wattpad,” she said with a shrug. “That’s why I don’t read it.”

Sorry, folks. In a category where there’s so much good, this one’s a pass. If you want really good YA Rock Fiction, look to Sarra Manning’s Guitar Girl, or Nick and Norah, or Fat Kid Rules the World. And those are just off the top of my head. I bet if I searched the archives here at The Rock of Pages, I’d find more. I bet you would, too.

This was one we got via NetGalley, and if you can’t tell this is my honest review, well, I got nothing for you. It sucks when Rock Fiction lets me down in such an epic fashion. It really does.

Eeee! This is absolutely my most favorite series ever! I mean, I love ALL of the titles that come from this publishing imprint, but this series! *dies*

Best characters, stories, authors! the works!

I was so excited to read these books, but sadly I had a hard time getting into them. They were well written but not very interesting to me at the time.

Not a bad collection, but reading them straight in order made them very repetitive.  Otherwise was an okay series.