Though I really enjoy his first two books they were very much like listening to elevator music as a writing style. The content was great, the delivery – to me anyway – was a bit dull and it would take me longer than usual to read his books. With Outliers it was like listening to Progressive Rock, each chapter keeps escalating dramatically to his point and it unravels with intensity. As much intensity as this type of book can have. More interestingly it blows the cover story of success and shows you that there’s no such thing as a self-made man, that everything takes practice, even prodigy, that your heritage and birth date can have more influence on your future than you could have possibly conceived. Gladwell’s best work yet and a must read.