Warning:
I'm going to answer your question with something
that you did NOT ask for, so
you might choose to stop reading right here.


After the punk era, a music journalist whose name escapes me
wrote a book titled "England's Dreaming."   'Savage,' was it?
The book is crawling, absolutely crawling,
with mistakes and inaccuracies --
and I can say that even though I was nowhere near the time or place.

It's just that this author fellow knows how to keep you turning the page.
It was easily one of the most exciting works of fiction that
I have ever read, and I was highly entertained.
For what it's worth.