1967

''Memoirists rarely begin their work with a stroke of genuine inspiration, and Robyn Hitchcock''s ingenious idea to limit his account of his life to the titular year gives this sharp, funny,­ fine ...

''Memoirists rarely begin their work with a stroke of genuine inspiration, and Robyn Hitchcock''s ingenious idea to limit his account of his life to the titular year gives this sharp, funny,­ finely written book an unusually keen, wistful intensity without sacri­ficing its sense of the breath-taking sweep of time. I absolutely adored every line of 1967 and every moment I spent reading it'' MICHAEL CHABON ''1967 . . . in which our hero looks down from the future at his squeaky realm of boyhood, a world of dayglo sunsets, and would-be denizens of music and the mind. Cometh the year, cometh the g