Autobiographical musings on suburban adolescence, music, parents, music, waiting for life to happen, and music. Plus some insightful commentary on the social history of post-war England, class and social mobility, housing, and Green Belt planning policy, along with some really poignant reflections on place, ageing, the passing of time etc. Another planet is a slim volume and a memoir of just a few uneventful years, but Tracey Thorn packs in an incredible amount to ponder, thanks to her pithy style (I guess writing lyrics trains you to choose words carefully). I saw her do a reading-chat-Q&A event just after I read this, and she’s lovely; wise, funny, thoughtful, self-deprecating, and she writes just as she speaks.
