The second and the best of the Luke Haines books. And the first one is very enjoyable, but this one seems tighter, because I think the subject matter is much better. The first one is about being in the music world during Brit-Pop, and this one is about....him in his own world.
I highly recommend this book if you are a Black Box Recorder fan, because it pretty much covers those years and his commentary, like the first book, is also much more wittier. Although his image is of a grouch, I think he is actually a very good critic. Which means I don't agree with him all the time, but he knows how to say what's on his mind and he does it with great spirit.
Also the one problem I have with him, music wise, is his smarty pants teacher-like attitude towards culture. But alas, in this book he gives credit to those who were there first. And he has a really nice and interesting reading list at the back of the book, including one of my faves Stewart Home. And I am hoping that Mr. Haines will return to empty page and fill it with some grief and good humor.
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