Mark E Smith - cantankerous old sod

The Guardian is serialising Mark E Smith’s forthcoming autobiography. It’s a predictably eccentric, grumpy and funny read. Ostensibly a chronological tale of the years from his youth up to the start of the Fall, it’s littered with surreal asides and barbed comments, and continually wanders off on tangents. His editor at Viking probably aged ten years trying to shape it in to a form that makes any sense whatsoever. It might come across as back-of-fag-packet musings, but is an entertaining read.

The first extract can be found here.