7 Teenage Operas, Pop Cantatas
8 Elvis with Mellotron and Tambourines
10 “Did Judas Iscariot Have God on His Side?”
11 Love Changes Everything, But …
14 A Bad Case of the Edward Woodwards
17 Driverless Juggernauts Hurtling Down a Hill
19 The Long Hot Summer and the Sound of a Paraguayan Harp
20 The Song that Cleared the Dance Floors
25 “This Artfully Produced Monument to Human Indecency”
26 Shaddap and Take That Look Off Your Face
28 “All the Characters Must Be Cats”
30 Body Stockings, Leg Warmers and Meat Cleavers
32 “The Most Obnoxious Form of ‘Music’ Ever Invented”
39 In Another Part of the West End Forest …
41 “Let Your Soul Take You Where You Want to Be!”
I have long resisted writing an autobiography. Autobiographies are by definition self-serving and mine is no exception. It is the result of my nearest and dearest, aided and abetted by the late great literary agent Ed Victor, moaning at me “to tell your story your way.” I meekly agreed, primarily to shut them up. Consequently this tome is not my fault.
I intended to write my memoirs in one volume and I have failed spectacularly. Even as things are you’ll find very little about my love of art which, along with architecture and musical theatre, is one of my great passions. I decided the saga of how I built my rather unfashionable
