Toy Fights: A Boyhood - 'A classic of its kind' William Boyd

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Discovered on a Manhattan street in 2020 and introduced on Stanton’s Humans of New York Instagram page, Johnson, then 76, shares her dynamic history as a “fiercely independent” Black burlesque dancer who used the stage name Tanqueray and became a celebrated fixture in midtown adult theaters.

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It might have been easy to forgive this kind of aside – clearly, the book has more important concerns – if it weren’t for the fact that he insists on bringing it up every ten or so pages, often in the form of protracted footnotes. If you do nothing, you will be auto-enrolled in our premium digital monthly subscription plan and retain complete access for 65 € per month.We should hope that this wisdom, applied to Paterson – a poet, aphorist, musician, critic and teacher, who has never entirely specialised – doesn’t prove true, because another memoir as funny and affecting as this, covering the next twenty years of his life would be very gratefully received. Gwyn Jones left Picador a few months after he defended its right to publish Kate Clanchy’s Some Kids I Taught and What They Taught Me, which had been criticised as racist. There’s a sense in this that what he’s connecting to in the music he likes and responds to most are distinctly paternal emotional associations. It is rare to read an autobiography which balances acerbic, almost visceral, anger with moments of genuine tenderness and affection. The very common media projection of Corbynism as a middle-class phenomena really is not born out by data.

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It was beautifully written, and I’m so glad I was able to experience a bit of Paterson’s life through this memoir. Which hooks back into the shadowboxing point - Paterson dismantles his own uncharitable reads of millennial tendencies or discourse, while doing so often implying he might be minded to say something more controversial which he then declines to set out - inviting us to imagine a comparably much stronger argument or position than he’s actually delivered. Here, for example, is his description of how he prepared for his first school dance: “I had never been to a disco, but was determined not to let that show. I had also registered the fashion for male jewelry, and insisted that I wore a chain of some kind, despite my mother’s skepticism. As a professional jazz guitarist, music was Paterson’s first love and remains his truest; “my minor curse is that I seem to be a bit better at the thing I love a bit less”.When I speak to the poet Don Paterson via Zoom just before Christmas, it’s below freezing in Belfast and it looks even colder where he is, in the village of Kirriemuir, birthplace of JM Barrie, 60 miles north of Dundee. Paterson went to London to be a musician, which is the role he still sees for himself first and foremost (“100 per cent”). Music is the guiding thread (Paterson is also a jazz musician), and he explores how it pulled him out of his small town, where “for every family on the street, debt was a constant low drone.

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The realisation is that the best music and jazz guitar-playing offer him the transcendence that religion ultimately failed to. Photograph: Katherine Anne Rose/The Observer Don Paterson in his garden in Kirriemuir: ‘I love England, but Westminster is another matter. Whether you’re a working-class boy from Dundee like Paterson or a middleclass lad from the Home Counties, or any point in between, growing up is, I guess, roughly the same pain-in-the-butt experience, wherever and whoever you are.For readers of Douglas Stuart and Nick Hornby comes an uproarious, tenderhearted memoir of growing up in working-class Dundee in the 1970s and 1980s. You might emerge from Baldragon with a heroin habit, tears tattooed on your face, pregnant, dead or all of the above, but you might have added to that a Higher Latin, an opinion on the South Sea Bubble and some basic facility on the clarinet. Like Shakespeare’s play, Toy Fights embraces its partial, ungrounded imagination as proof of its humanity. For a book that says ‘future classic’ on its dustjacket, it’s just strange and a shame that it fairly frequently seems to tie itself to considerations, unconvincingly drawn, occasionally bizarrely ungenerous, and for no pay off, and that really will date, fast. It’s a great music book and also a great dad book, because these things are, to Paterson, kind of the same.

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Outside work hours, he was a country-and-western singer in local clubs, embarrassing his son yet serving as an unacknowledged role model. Hutchinson, who served as an assistant to Mark Meadows, Trump’s former White House chief of staff, gained national prominence when she testified to the House Select Committee, providing possibly the most damaging portrait of Trump’s erratic behavior to date. His father’s guitar playing also clearly had a strong influence on Paterson’s relationship with music, another major theme of the book. The prose isn’t choppy, exactly; but the repetitive structure produces a sense of discontinuity—as though every sentence needs to start from scratch—rather than an even flow or a feeling of building momentum.The music of John Martyn, whose greatness Paterson claims is “incontestable”, is the focus of one excellent passage. Frank and unapologetic, Johnson vividly captures aspects of her former life as a stage seductress shimmying to blues tracks during 18-minute sets or sewing lingerie for plus-sized dancers. But he is a warm presence, good company as anyone familiar with his poetry – rigorous but accessible, sharp and funny – might expect. I ended up borrowing a huge, oblong silver locket of hers; in the hall mirror it looked pretty dang impressive. Not surprisingly for a poet who loves music more than poetry – “my minor curse is that I seem to be a bit better at the thing I love a bit less” – the list includes “the sexual excesses of the Scottish club band scene, and.