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1967 : How I Got There and Why I Never Left
Robyn Hitchcock / Soft Boys - Book - by Robyn Hitchcock
(2024)
'Memoirists rarely begin their work with a stroke of genuine
inspiration, and Robyn Hitchcock's ingenious idea to limit his account
of his life to the titular year gives this sharp, funny, finely written
book an unusually keen, wistful intensity without sacrificing its
sense of the breath-taking sweep of time. I absolutely adored every line
of 1967 and every moment I spent reading it' MICHAEL CHABON '1967 . .
. in which our hero looks down from the future at his squeaky realm of
boyhood, a world of dayglo sunsets, and would-be denizens of music and
the mind. Cometh the year, cometh the groover' JOHNNY MARR'Page Turner
could be the name of a lead singer in a sixties psychedelic band, but
it's not - it's a description of Robyn Hitchcock's tender and hilarious
memoir' JOE BOYDA bright, obsessive compulsive boy is shipped off to a
hothouse academic boarding school just before he reaches his thirteenth
birthday; just as Bob Dylan's Highway 61 Revisited starts to bite, and
the Beatles' Revolver explodes.
In January 1966, Robyn
Hitchcock is still a boy pining for his green Dalek sponge and his
family's comforting au pair, Teresa. By December 1967, he's mutated into
a 6 ft 2-inch rabid Bob Dylan fan, whose two ambitions in life are to
get really stoned and move to Nashville. In between, as the hippie
revolution blossoms in the world outside, Hitchcock adjusts to the
hierarchical, homoerotic world of Winchester (think Gormenghast via
Evelyn Waugh), threading a path through teachers with arrested
development, some oafish peers and a sullen old maid - a very English
freak show.
On the way he befriends a cadre of bat-winged
teenage prodigies and meets their local guru, the young Brian Eno. And
his home life isn't any more normal . .
. At the end of 1967,
all the ingredients are in place that will make Robyn Hitchcock a
songwriter for life. But then again, does 1967 ever really end?