Robin Ince's Bad Book Club: One Man's Quest to Uncover the Books That Taste Forgot

I picked this up on a whim after chortling my way through a segment about it on a TV Book Club episode ages ago, and happily my instinct was right - it was so much fun to read! Basically Robin Ince likes to pick up bad, weird and cheesy books in charity shops and jumble sales, and this is the result: a wander through the world of sheikhs and their mistresses, man-eating crabs, terrible poetry, testosterone-drenched thrillers, bizarre new age lifestyle guides, crap autobiographies and anything else that catches his fancy. He's got a very dry sense of humour and his affection for these 'bad books' has actually ADDED one or two titles to my wishlist!

I always think that enthusiasm is a generally good characteristic, but combine this with a love of science a respect for reality and being otherwise daft as a brush and Robin Ince would be a good bloke to have a pint or two with.

This book is made up of bits of incredibly bad books he has found surfing around charity shops between gigs.

It's a laugh and a frown at the same time. Really bad things can make their badness into a kind of good thing, if you know what I mean.

He inscribed this one to me after one of his gigs and I presented him with a paper craft Carl Sagan which he then did an impression of Carl Sagan accepting.

Like I said, daft as a brush.

The world would be a better place with more daft brushes in it.

Mildly amusing...