The autobiography of Public Image Ltd.'s bass player John Wardle has been released to much critical acclaim. There's a good review by Alex Warner, for example, in today's Guardian Review Section (10th October '09).
John Wardle morphed into Jah Wobble when a drunk Sid Vicious slurred his name.
I like the prospect of reading about the rise, fall and resurrection of a working-class kid from Stepney, East London who tasted the bright lights of showbiz, became an alcoholic, dried out, married, had kids and took a job as a Guard on the London Underground to support them before opening his own recording studio and releasing a lot of ground-breaking material, as well as recording with Bjork, Sinead O'Connor, Brian Eno and John Coltrane's sax-playing partner Pharoah Sanders.
Warner's review suggests that we're in for a good deal of working-class bile and resentment against Showbiz celebs such as Peter Gabriel. Jolly good.
This is going to be the next music autobiography I purchase.
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