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I bought this book expecting a funny memoir of growing up in the Eighties that would ...
on 30 July 2014
I bought this book expecting a funny memoir of growing up in the Eighties that would ring bells about my own youth. To a degree there is some of that in this book but its failing is that it falls between two stools: it's neither entertaining memoir nor a potted, pub-quiz history of Eighties music. What it is, is a bit of both and it strikes me that it was written for people who weren't there but are curious about what the decade was like rather than those of us who were there and who wanted a book to help us recapture our youth. I must confess I gave up reading after the author had covered 1985 but then, the Eighties I remember was over by that point too!