H W Chesterforths, £22.95
Up To Me Nuts In Crack: The Shaun Ryder
Story '91 to '99
From Jet Setting Pop Star to Nappy
Wearing Dribble wreck
Ghost Written By Sister Wendy
04 September 2003
For the best part of twenty years Shaun Ryder has been
entertaining us with his drug addled capers. In between he
has released some music that has sold in sufficient
numbers to enable him to fund his lovely anti-social
antics.
In a shameless attempt to cash in before he becomes too
incoherent to be understood, he has sat down with Sister
Wendy Beckett to record for posterity (and profit) the
highlights of his life whilst hopelessly addicted to crack
cocaine. Sister Wendy has controversially tried to keep
the readers engaged on a higher plane by recording his
thoughts phonetically.
An extract follows:
"I was owt ofid maaarn... I mean like I was upferit
but I was fuckin owdofid mannnn. Four rocks of crack
before breakfast and I wazzup for owt! So, me an' Bez woz
of to Spearmint Stringfellows titty bar... I paid these
two right goers with huge fat sacks to give us a private
dance maannn. It was smart an' we were owt the back man,
we were bangin' em man, up the twat an' everyfing.. I
might've sucked Bez's purple pole at one time coz I
remember 'im whacking uz maann.. but I didn't feel it or
nuffink coz I wazzzz owdoffid maaannnnn!"
As can be seen, Sister Wendy has captured the very
essence of the Man in this short description of a trip
Mr.Ryder made with his best friend to a gentlemens
'American Style' dancing club. The whole book is packed
with insightful witty recollections just like this and
keeps the reader totally engrossed as he glides
effortlessly from one dazzling display of social grace to
another.
Bunce Rating:   
Review by Quentin Davies-Cheswick. |