You’d think a book about the Beatles would have to be Rock Fiction, right?

So did I.

Until I sat down and started reading Alan Goldsher’s Paul is Dead. There’s nothing Rock Fiction about this book. In fact, what started out as amusing quickly turned annoying. Yeah, it was funny to see Mick Jagger as such a putz, even though I am rather fond of Mick.

It was too one-joke and not enough… well, anything else.

So… no to Paul is Dead as Rock Fiction. And no to it as being a book I even finished.