something i started reading due to being a fan of blur resulted in surprising and amusing me to no end. a very pleasurable read. james' voice is light, amusing, incredibly likeable, and informative. the author doesn't write only about pop culture and rock'n roll bands, but about other subjects that he finds just as interesting, and ones he manages to sell to the reader as well.

UPDATE: heard that blur was first called seymour after my favourite Glass (sorry, franny) and realised I remembered fuck-all of the book. not surprising, given that it is almost five years since I’ve read it (hence the vague and empty review, see above). I enjoyed the book second time round. the tone is light and amusing, the name checks cheeky and the picture painted of british culture and band life pretty.

the fit one from blur tells you about all the fun he had, the girls he's slept with, the drinks he's had. he does not touch up on the unsavoury bits as much as i would’ve liked - what drugs did you take exactly, al? would have liked to see more pictures of/with his Justine, and more details on the Gra/Damon business. all in all a good, fun read, lots of interesting music/book recommendations in it too.

bit too light to be truly self-reflective, but really, what were you expecting?