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Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink by Elvis Costello (Blue Rider Press)

Full disclosure: I love Elvis Costello.
Since 1979, I’ve carried a torch for the man based on songs that were short but complex, and lyrics so biting they touched on paranoia but were always, always clever.
His autobiography Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink only fuels the fire. I’m tempted to write “Mrs Kathy Costello” in the margins of the book.
The fellow born Declan MacManus chronicles a winding, sometimes improbable, career path – from angry young man of New Wave to the song-but-no-dance man who performed his 40-year catalogue solo at the Riverside Theatre in 2014.
In between, Costello filled out his repertoire by penning orchestral music and opera, acting now and again (we’ll just skip, as he does, the Two and a Half Men stint) and collaborating with legends from Burt Bacharach to Bob Dylan.
His affection for music is pronounced. He’s starstruck when he meets Diana Krall; awestruck when Aretha Franklin answers her own phone; and dumbstruck when he composes with Bacharach.
The writing isn’t linear, but it’s easy to follow. His stories about Levon Helm, Johnny Cash or Abba go back in forth in time in conversational rhythm.
It’s confessional in parts, hitting the high, or sometimes low, notes. His father played in a dance-band orchestra and played around. Elvis makes the same mistake. He offers penance to his first wife; barely explains the 17 years he spent with the second, Cait O’Riordan; and clearly has met his love match in Krall.
Costello sometimes deploys his Spectacular Spinning Songbook, a musical gimmick in which audience members spin a giant wheel to determine which song is played next,
and here he remembers a newly married couple whose spins – four in total – kept landing on the cheerless song Long Honeymoon.
He tripped at every step, including the well-documented incident in which he used an unforgivably racist word about Ray Charles and James Brown during an argument with Bonnie Bramlett (although he doesn’t name her). “There was some beauty to the fact that it took a woman to knock me down.” Costello gives the crushing event three pages, acknowledging that “It’s the kind of stain that lasts forever in a tangle of unqualified facts upon which you may now so easily stumble.”
Costello thinks there are “few better songwriters alive than John Prine”.
He pens books with the same clever writing that he uses in song. For instance, “Our hotel rooms in the French Quarter had doors that had been kicked in more times than they had been locked.”
Or, “I kept a copy of Albrecht Durer’s 1514 engraving Melencolia I on my music stand to cheer me up.”
Oh, Elvis.
Costello recounts plenty of moments where he’s not just human, but also stupid: like when his father, Ross, met The Beatles early in their career and brought a sheet with their autographs home to his son. Elvis dutifully cut apart each one to paste it onto individual pages of his autograph book.
Tribune News Service


Book review: Elvis Costello turns his plentiful talents to autobiography

TO GO WITH AFP STORY: ENTERTAINMENT-US-BRITAIN-MUSIC-LITERATURE-COSTELLO (FILES) In this February 11, 2012 file photo, musician Elvis Costello performs at the Clive Davis And The Recording Academy's 2012 Pre-Grammy Gala And Salute To Industry Icons at the Beverly Hilton Hotel in Beverly Hills, California. Over four decades, Elvis Costello has been a pop music icon famed for his literary wordplay, but he owes his career in part to a base stunt. Frustrated that his music had not found a label in the United States, the British artist in 1977 took an electric guitar and battery-powered amplifier to the London hotel where CBS Records executives were holding a convention. Enlisting a welcoming committee who waved placards advertising his gig, Costello played until hotel staff called the police. Hauling him to jail, an officer told him, "Why do you people have to push it so far?" "It was as if they were always arresting 'people' for playing the electric guitar and singing rock and roll outsid

"Unfaithful Music & Disappearing Ink" by Elvis Costello; Blue Rider Press (688 pages, $30) (Photo courtesy Penguin)

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Book review: Elvis Costello turns his plentiful talents to autobiography

.css-1c6uqr6{color:inherit;font-weight:inherit;font-size:inherit;font-family:inherit;line-height:inherit;overflow-wrap:break-word;}The song-but-no-dance man has plenty to draw upon in a career stretching over 40 years

The song-but-no-dance man has plenty to draw upon in a career stretching over 40 years