The first reading from the book is what Neil calls “liner notes”. I know what he means here. The writing you used to get with vinyl LPs back when Neil and I were kids was often very impressive. Music journalists seem to get away with so much more style. Every time I tried to do something creative with a review in Emerald City I’d get a stern talking to from people who thought that book reviews must always be serious and objective. Anyway, I would have been a useless music journalist. Neil, on the other hand, would have been rather good. Here he is.