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Manages to stay high up there, unlike a lead balloon.
on 23 September 2015
Written towards the end of his "golden production line" era, this not insignificant work closely mirrors events in our own world, though they've been shortened from decades into just a few days of narrative, from the birth of rock n roll to spotting Elvis down the chipshop. Hurrah. Watch out for a passage that seeks to mention as many band names (in pun form) as possible, it's quite an event. He must have done that to win a bet! Pratchett just about holds the writing style together from beginning to end, but there is evenidence here and there of the golden weave finally unravelling, with uninventive straight-forward note-style first-draft writing in just a few places. Well, he was turning out a couple of these a year at the time, on top of lots of other commitments, so you can't expect absolute perfection. It's one of the last of his truly original works, after which themes began to repeat very obviously, and the emphasis shifted from amiable lampooning to blunt critique.