Sunday 15 November 2015

A week and a bit of reading dangerously




















If you felt I was a little mean criticising Mark Radcliffe's perfectly entertaining book below then I guess it's because I wanted a 'list of betterment'; a list of music to listen to from the obvious (Beatles' Sgt Pepper or Sex Pistols' Never Mind the Bollocks to the more challenging like John Cage's  4'33" or Karlheinz Stockhausen's Gesang der Jünglinge) to illuminate an era and educate the mind. Andy Miller's The Year of Reading Dangerously is such a book. It is a book about reading - reading for edification, amusement and enrichment. Reading, like travel, broadens the mind. Perhaps even more so because it enables us to learn from someone else's imagination, or experience, things which might be quite dangerous were it not from the distant safety of our sofa, bed or train seat. Spoiler alert: these experiences can still sometimes be quite powerful, even life changing.

Despite being mildly obsessive compulsive I've never suffered from the trainspotter or twitcher's top ten or top 100 list syndrome. If you asked me what my favourite painting, piece of music or novel was I would really struggle because there are so many, they change and it would be rude to leave anyone out. In any case there is always an invidious self-consciousness that leads us to suggest things we don't really like but feel we ought to like or would be more comfortable other people thinking we like. That dilemma is at the heart of this book. It features a list of books put forward by a literature graduate who confesses to having pretended for years that he had read a certain book, or would purchase them because he felt he ought to, without really wanting to read them. Instead he went for the quick fix - the newspaper, the puzzle or the magazine review that allows us to feel educated by second or third hand knowledge. With an increasingly short attention span related to internet browsing the long form book is certainly being challenged - in the same way that blogging challenges traditional journalism.

Well, fear not faithful reader, this book will cure you. It isn't even important whether you go off and read 'War and Peace' or any other of the so-called classics which get a rave review. So does Julian Cope and Douglas Adams. This book works simply on the level of autobiography, social comment, nostalgia (for childhood reading) and life-affirming self-deprecating feel good humour. It will also increase your appetite for reading, for living and maybe even for writing - in whatever form the music of words takes you.

Tuesday 10 November 2015

Can't Buy a Thrill

Money can't buy a thrill of excitement and pleasure of re-hearing a long forgotten favourite piece of music that instantly puts you back in the time and place with the people when you first heard it.

According to Wikipedia 'Reelin' In The Years' is a song by jazz-rock band Steely Dan from the album Can't Buy A Thrill. How we love to categorise and how we get it wrong. Personally I wouldn't describe Steely Dan as a band never mind jazz-rock. The combined musical output of Donald Fagen and Walter Becker that went under the name of Steely Dan was performed by a revolving cast of session musicians, some of whom may have also done some jazz-rock. Mark Radcliffe hates jazz-rock but he likes Steely Dan and 'Reelin' In The Years' seemed an appropriate title for a musical memoir covering every year of his life (up to 2009/2010 anyway).

This book is an easy and nostalgic read for music fans of a certain age. I didn't even mind him taking the mickey out of jazz-rock combos like Weather Report and Mahavishnu Orchestra and a few other sacred cows like the Stylistics because I reckon they can look after themselves and I'd rather hear an amusing savaging than bland sycophantic praise any day.

Radcliffe's radio style sometimes suffers from a stuttering rambling delivery but with the written word it all comes out with a flourishing aplomb. Nonetheless there is something lazy about this book (and I don't just mean his inexplicable praise, as a drummer, for 4/4). It is just a list. A top ten. This is what happened in Year X, this is what happened in Year Y and so on. I'd really have liked a bit more of a free-wheeling approach to building up some themes about growing up in the North, the social and political landscape and, crucially, greater depth of musical analysis. This isn't that book. It's a book everyone could, and possibly should, write about their lives and music. Better still make a mixtape/playlist.

Afterword

For fans of trivia, and I don't think you would have got this far unless you were, he berates the specialist music show. Ironic then that he should end up taking over the Folk Show but if someone is going to pay him to do it or to write/buy/read this book then why not? He is a lucky, lucky man. Shame about the hat though.