It’s a funny one, this. You could summarise it as part autobiography, part SW’s philosophy on life and music as he explains in some detail that until quite recently his life was pretty much all about music until he married an old flame with children and settled into domestic bliss in his early 50s.
The first half of the book covers his early life, how he fell in love with recording and making music and sound and the path to his first commercial offerings with Porcupine Tree, initially a solo tongue in cheek effort which gained momentum and ending up playing decent sized stadiums before SW felt the need to move on from the constraints of a band into a rightly feted solo career much appreciated in our little corner of the internet. Frustratingly he doesn’t actually explain how the band got together – how come there’s a proper pop star previously with Japan on board? How did a jazz based Aussie bass player come along? Where are the on-tour anecdotes?
The second half of the book is an odd mix of lists – favourite tracks, films, singles, his own work – all with SW’s take on why » Continue Reading.