And here. I think I made it to about page 50 before giving up due to a combination of boredom and disbelief that he could remember, word for word, conversations he had when he was five or six.
I often think this about biographies. I can only remember vague snatches of things I said 10 or 20, let alone 60, years ago. And I didn’t spend years off my trolley.
When a proper biography is being put together, a skilled interviewer will spend lots of time with the subject, asking them about anything they can remember. Then they will interview friends, relatives and selected others to fill in any gaps, correct any mistakes and remove the worst outright lies. Then previous interviews and articles about the subject will be scoured for stuff that hasn’t yet been covered. After all that the collected material will be edited into something resembling a biography. Finally the publishers will get their legal department to give it a once-over to avoid any possible lawsuits.
My experience with biographies is that they invariably get duller as the narrative gets closer to the present day.
Usually the second half will get bogged-down in details that only the truly obsessive will give a monkey’s about.
Anyone read the new Kevin Rowland autobiography? I downloaded the “taster” on kindle and although I was looking forward to it, didn’t enjoy the writing style (no idea why)
I’m, at this very minute, trying to get into some sort of shape a wonderful, though confused, unpublished autobiography.
It doesn’t have the inconvenience of the person being alive… or famous.
Consequently, it doesn’t have the inconvenience of everybody already knowing the story!
No offence, Keith, you ceased to be remotely interesting at least half a century ago, and I like you!
Thanks.
Started it in 2011, still haven’t finished it …
same here, almost got through it this summer but gave up half way. He does come across as a bit of a twat doesn’t he?
And here. I think I made it to about page 50 before giving up due to a combination of boredom and disbelief that he could remember, word for word, conversations he had when he was five or six.
I often think this about biographies. I can only remember vague snatches of things I said 10 or 20, let alone 60, years ago. And I didn’t spend years off my trolley.
I’ve read it can’t remember anything about it.
When a proper biography is being put together, a skilled interviewer will spend lots of time with the subject, asking them about anything they can remember. Then they will interview friends, relatives and selected others to fill in any gaps, correct any mistakes and remove the worst outright lies. Then previous interviews and articles about the subject will be scoured for stuff that hasn’t yet been covered. After all that the collected material will be edited into something resembling a biography. Finally the publishers will get their legal department to give it a once-over to avoid any possible lawsuits.
My experience with biographies is that they invariably get duller as the narrative gets closer to the present day.
Usually the second half will get bogged-down in details that only the truly obsessive will give a monkey’s about.
Life? Don’t talk to me about life.
Anyone read the new Kevin Rowland autobiography? I downloaded the “taster” on kindle and although I was looking forward to it, didn’t enjoy the writing style (no idea why)
Borrowed from the library but haven’t started it yet from what people have said I don’t hold out much hope for it.
The OP reminds me that I have this but haven’t read it.
I’m, at this very minute, trying to get into some sort of shape a wonderful, though confused, unpublished autobiography.
It doesn’t have the inconvenience of the person being alive… or famous.
Consequently, it doesn’t have the inconvenience of everybody already knowing the story!
No offence, Keith, you ceased to be remotely interesting at least half a century ago, and I like you!