Bracewells eye is unswervingly democratic, as, for example, W. H. Auden (grandfather of the robot dandys) is to be found sitting next to David Bowie (a sort of Mod from Mars). He is also intensely funny: who was it that [covered] the territory of Angela Carters Company of Wolves in the guise of a pre-Raphaelite raised on Jackie? Kate Bush, of course.
Through impassioned argument and an insight both hilarious and surgical (note Oasiss veneration of the Beatles as an example of Englands nostalgia for Englishness as a kind of heritage pop) England Is Mine offers a genuinely unique and, more importantly, cogent take on Englands pop history.
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