I don't usually read 'celebrity' biographies because I think it'll be a waste of time, but since George Michael's death I've read up a little on the man himself and find him quite an interesting bloke, much more of a contrast than I guess I had him down for. So I wanted to read up on his life - not necessarily for salacious reasons, but because I found the Freedom documentary very moving and thought there was more to events than met the eye. George Michael was gay at a time when that wasn't widely accepted, and not only was his professional life a barrier to coming out, but the AIDS crisis which evolved during the height of his fame must have been a frightening prospect for somebody who hadn't really thought of a way to square who he was with who everyone knew him to be.
Sadly, this book is a less than fitting tribute to the man. Rush-released and barely researched, it takes a few fresh quotes from the peripheral figures and welds it badly to much which was publicly known, cribbed from news stories and interviews. At the most interesting time of his life, between coming out and his death, much of what we find out is a glorified list of events: 'George performed here, then he bought that, then he said this.' It's fluff of the most frustrating kind. The documentary mentioned above gives much more depth to a monumental musical icon, and for a biography to be outshone by footage sanctioned by the man himself, it's unforgiveable. Much better to wait, really speak to everyone and get to the heart of the matter. Maybe it was vanity to publish the first post-mortem look at the man's life, who knows?
The massive foul-up is left to the end: we get an astrological look at George Michael's life. Spiritual he may have been, but at no point in the book is any interest in this nonsense mentioned, so what was the point in including it? Aries being in Jupiter or all the other mumbo-jumbo that's dished up had nothing to do with the guy's voice, application or attention to detail. I'm mystified why a book that had such a fanfare thought to include it and it caps a pretty motley attempt.
I hope for the sake of George Michael's fans that a proper music writer bides their time and puts together a biography that does justice to their idol. I can't think the man himself would have thought a lot of this crap.