Saturday, August 31, 2002
Started reading 'Goodnight Steve McQueen' today. It was not the arbitrarily random title that grabbed me in the Smiths in New Street station but rather the author -- Louise Wener. See, I had followed that brief brit-pop flare that was Sleeper, and had developed that minor background crush you get when you should know better but are still flirting with student-dom. It was the voice (oh, the voice) and the eyes. And the lyrics. Personal without being imposing. Witty without conceit.

Anyway, the book. I knew I was taking a risk, the subject about relationships and bands and labels and crouch end. Write about what you know they say. It could have gone terrribly wrong and I knew for half the price I could get the official Billy Connelly biography. Still, I bought it, and I have no regrets. Okay, it gets a little slack at times but also strums some damn fine good riffs. I'd definitely recommend listening to 'The It Girl' while reading it.

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