DON’T BE MISLED by the subtitle. This book is more Hubert ‘Rap’ Brown than Arthur Brown. ‘Rap’ headed the Student Nonviolent Coordinating Committee in the United States, but that did not stop him calling on his followers to find themselves guns. ‘Violence is necessary,’ he told them – ‘it is as American as cherry pie.’ Arthur was the manic eponymous singer of the rock band, The Crazy World of Arthur Brown, who used to descend onto the stage at concerts covered in flames, belting out the line ‘I am the god of hellfire’ (from his song ‘Fire’, a huge hit in the summer of 1968).

Literary Review

Jun 2004

Categories

Andrew Lycett

The Old Man & the Signorina

No More Respected and More Read than Johnson

Dreaming of Gondar

A Case of Identity

Upwards from Everest

The Great Globe Itself

Day of the Journalist

Andrew Lycett Talks To Jan Morris

Half The World Away

Following The Pharohs

Love Behind A Mask

Charm, Guile and Gab

Camouflage Expert

Gertrude Stein’s Bra

Murder Most Fouled-Up

For the Sake of Dahoum

The Adventure of the Concealed Manuscript

Kiss Kiss Bang Bang

Making A Killing

Inspector Bucket Calls

The Masque of Africa: Glimpses of African Belief

Who’s Listening In?

‘Drink Up, Dear’

Occult Finish