Joining the list of celebrities publishing a book is Martin Kemp, from Eighties band Spandau Ballet, musician, actor and personality. Although I was never a major fan of Eighties music, it was my era and a very happy decade for me. I was one of the, now, middle aged mums, that Kemp’s character half hates, half wants to recognise him. I met my husband in 1982 and so I was definitely keen to read this tale of a down on his luck Eighties singer, who is a sort of Martin Kemp alter ego.
We meet central character, Johnny Klein, when he loses his mansion in Mill Hill (a few minutes from where I am writing this review). Johnny’s wife, the long-suffering Laura, has decamped to her mother’s, with daughter Chelsea and he has, quite literally, nothing left. No house, no family, no career. Taking pity on him is rock journalist, Mona, who offers him a bed in his uncle’s Indian restaurant on Brick Lane. However, Johnny is mired in self-pity and feels ashamed that he has nowhere else to go.
When musician Pete James contacts him, Johnny hopes he will be offered a way back into the life he knows – touring, concerts, fame…. However, he is, instead, given a task that is more suited to a P.I. than a washed-up star. With money low, he agrees to take on the job. Of course, this is a way to introduce lots of characters that hover around Johnny’s world, from money-grubbing journalists, those in the criminal underworld, and those who present the more toxic, and desperate, side of fame. Especially those who do not quite reach the stratosphere, but who cling to the lower ranks of celebrities. The desire to be included, the fear of being recognised, the annoyance of fame, but yet the dark side of fame without wealth, leaving Johnny unprotected and alone, is well done.
I hope that Johnny Klein reappears in a sequel. I suspect he will, and I look forward to reading more of his adventures. I received a copy of this book from the publisher, via NetGalley, for review.