Music is a fickle mistress. Especially when you're useless at it. But as this music memoir shows, it can lure you into some comic places. In 'Big Dreams, Bum Notes: How Music Led Me to Eurovision Oblivion', Garry Holland recounts a tale of bumbling incompetence dating back to the 1970s - from garage band metal-punk beginnings, through the bewildering world of folk music, to two failed bids for Eurovision glory and one small claim to fame: an adult life spent being the guy who got beaten by the guy behind 'Blame it on the Boogie'. The moral is very simple: a futile desire to emulate ABBA, Bucks Fizz, Brotherhood of Man and Teddy Scholten may result in a life less glamorous than theirs, but it can be an awful lot funnier.