The Brian Jones Trip
By Lindjoos and Wohlin
This book is written in extremely poor style, with amazingly little detail from someone who says she remembers it all. The writer also claims she can remember everything Brian said, but her spoken English was described as very poor by reps of the Brian Jones fan club after her visit to Cheltenham in July 2000. So how can one remember "everything" when one cannot speak the language? It's not possible. One must assume that the scenes come from Anna Wohlin's imagination. - She also describes as facts things she has absolutely no evidence for: Brian being murdered by Thorogood, her being driven out of the country by the Stones organisation, and even a baby Johanna she miscarried! She has absolutely no evidence for any of this. In short: this book is absolute rubbish, and only a fool would take the story for real.
Anna Wohlin, “the girl who pulled Brian from the pool,” gives a complete lack of detail on herself - as if she is trying to hide an unsavory past, maybe? She doesn't give any details that could be verified about her family, her schooling, or her employers, where she lived. Her friends usually have no last names. Her romance with Brian involves going to restaurants with no names, or to parties "somewhere" with "someone", and she meets Brian and they slip away but don't tell any one. Note: the original police report says she only knew Brian six weeks. SIX WEEKS. Her portrait of Brian is a brand new Brian we have never met before. He’s a radiant beam of sunshine that never has a bad word to say about anyone. He plans a church wedding? He's into babies and bouquets of red roses?? A few weird things in this book- She claims that Brian talked all the time about his sons, but she doesn't know that Mark is the OLDEST boy. Regarding the break-in after Brian died: The oversized cat-flap has now become a dog-flap "big enough for a St. Bernard" to get through. (In other words, a lot of people could probably get through it too; they might as well just leave the door standing open!)
She keeps saying she had short hair at Cotchford, but her pictures taken in July 69 at the inquest show her with very long hair, that would have taken a year or more to grow. There's dozens of things like this that don't add up. My overall opinion - Anna's story about who she is, who Brian was, what happened and why she acted the way she did really makes no sense.
By Jeremy Reed
It's amazing that no one has ever written a really good book about the Rolling stones founder Brian Jones. I myself have been a Brian Jones fan for over twenty years and during this time there have been seven books written about him and only one book was decent. Jeremy Reed's book is filled with unfounded rumours that Brian Jones was forming a super group with both John Lennon and Jimi Hendrix, and that he was murdered. Now there's another new unfounded rumour. Brian Jones was a bisexual because he wore women’s hats and jewelry. Okay. If you like tabloid books you will love this one. The author did absolutely no research, he interviewed only one person that knew Brian Jones, and takes most of his information from other tabloid biographies about Brian Jones. I suggest DON’T WASTE YOUR MONEY.
Reviewer: Robert Weingartner
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By Nicholas Fitzgerald
GREAT FAN FICTION
This entertaining novel masquerading as fact describes the authour's imaginary adventures with the Rolling Stones, focusing on everyone's favourite golden-haired guitar player. Essentially the ultimate work of self-insertion fan fiction, supposed Guiness heir Fitzgerald's work presents us with a bitchy, bisexual Brian who spills all his secrets to Fitzgerald in between mind games. Fitzgerald has himself tagging along on everything from Ready Steady Go! to the Monterey Pop Festival (funnily enough, he came up invisible in photographs), ending up by the pool at Cotchford Farm during Brian's last moments. This book is great: you are there hanging with the Lovin' Spoonful at Tara Browne's legendary birthday party, watching Mick Jagger suck up to Brigitte Bardot in Paris, and having a cuddle with Prince Jones in San Francisco. Nicholas takes you from the teacups to the bed sheets, and doesn't neglect to work in his very own murder theory. There's no clear motive* for the crime and he can't identify whodunit, but he was there, man-- peeking through the bushes, no less. Another one of those sorry sops that is too traumatized to say anything to the cops at the time, Nicholas proved equally unhelpful to actual investigation into Brian's death when the case was re-opened in 1994.
the kind of thing that you ache to believe, but just doesn't add up.
Reviewed by Diane Hall
(Fitzgerald does hint repeatedly, without ever mentioning names, that Allen Klein ordered Stones employees to kill Brian in order to put a stop to the super group that Brian and John Lennon were supposed to be forming. - HH)
By Jeremy Reed
This book makes me sick!
Reviewer: Diane Hall