There’s only one Cincinnatus in the Cotswolds, and it’s not Boris Johnson. Over the Rainbow tells the story of how, once again, Alex James was torn from his life in a very big house in the country to fulfil his national duty to play bass with Blur. The tale comes in the form of a diary, like Brian Eno’s wonderful A Year with Swollen Appendices, except that this is a year with inflated egos. To make sure our sympathies are in the right place, it begins with a preamble at the end of December 2022, during which the author attends a series of parties, each more wearisomely smug than the last.
Then he sets up the stakes of the plot. James – who has just turned 54 when the book begins – is responsible for the running of a farm and food business where, at the end of August 2023, he will be organising and hosting his annual food and music festival, Feastival.
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