You get the feeling that there's a man inside Tom; a man guided by uncompromising, omnipotent, soul crushing emotional explosions.
Innocent When You Dream, the song, is stunning. If you can imagine a dusty library, red, leather-backed books stacked from floor to ceiling, an old wooden table with a candle on it, two creaky chairs, a spider the size of your head crawling across the ceiling and a dead relative lying under the floor-boards; and if you can imagine Dracula sitting at the table, his cloak long and sleek, awaiting a drink that's being thrown together by Jack the Ripper; and if you can hear in your mind what song these two ostracized, misunderstood miscreants would be listening to on the old gramophone, in their hour of need, when their loneliness is all too obvious, then you know what Innocent When You Dream sounds like.
This book, with it's collection of excellent interviews and articles, goes some way towards explaining Tom the myth. He's evasive, funny, unique and a brilliant read.