5 stars, Leekmuncher
Every single detail in this book feels so real, I feel I just hit a cultural seam I’d overlooked. Why hadn’t I heard of the Ashbirds? Or Hurricane? Or Elza? From the start, Morris convinces you of these worlds: music studios to Base Camp on Everest, it’s wholly plausible.
But the worlds are only the start. The characters in this novel are as real in my mind as any rock icon, even more so with their jostling for position. A question resonates throughout the book: what do you see? What do you feel? And how much of either is authentic?
The writing, the imagery and the shifting perspectives carry you like an illusion.
Whether up the highest peak on the planet on into the depths of grief, you’re in the hands of an artist.
When I love a book this much, I slow down and savour every page.
This one took me a week and the re-read took a fortnight.
I almost regret this is not a true story, because I believe every word.
This will be in my 2021 highlights, I can tell.
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