These essays from the Colin MacInnes of "City of
Spades" and "Absolute Beginners", two brilliant novels about the
new, mixed-up, post-war London, are linked by small commentaries
from their author. Their juxtaposition shows up patches
of repetitious boredom, occasional curiosities of emphasis, and
a few items uneasily out of focus in a book of this title and general
theme.
The
theme is the Face of the Fifties, from teenage clothes, East End
Jews, newspaper cartoons and drinking clubs to pops and pimps.
"When
the tabs part," he begins, "you see the Steelmen, his band of four
musicians, cavorting in a wild, archaic ragtime manner - pianist
playing standing, saxophonist on his knees. In the centre, before
the mike, is a gold-haired Robin Goodfellow, dressed in sky-blue
jeans and a neon-hued shirting who jumps, skips, doubles up and
wriggles as he sings."
The "gold-haired Robin Goodfellow" is Tommy Steele, and there follows
a serious, but lively assessment of one individual in the tinselly
world of "rock."
This
is typical of the book: an eye for the grotesque, a poet's
bravado with language, and a sensitive, obviously genuine comprehension
of the fashions, entertainments and people sliding away from us.
This
is not smart journalism which Mr. MacInnes gives us, and you do
not feel these pieces have been rushed off in tune with, and exploitation
of, the latest craze or fad he notes.