By: Vicky Nolan
Published: November 20th 2017
Length: 186 Pages
You’re a 15-year-old schoolgirl who has big dreams of becoming a pop star, and then one day you get your lucky break. Polydor records sends you to Copenhagen to make pop music – to make you a recording artist. You get back home and your future is looking brighter than ever – until the High Court writ hits the door mat – you’ve fallen out with your management and they have decided to sue. No, this isn’t a dream, this is now Vicky Nolan’s reality and fast becoming a nightmare, and all while still at school at the sweet age of sixteen.
Read about the trial, the family, Hollywood, London town, the glamour, the dog (eh?) and most importantly, the music. Curiouser and curiouser?
We always talk about ‘making it’ and fulfilling your dreams. The question is, what if you don’t? What happens next? Ultimately, this book speaks about life and family; its hopes and disappointments, its ups and downs. Scrapbook of an Unfound Songstress is in some way a story that speaks to us all, because in the end, the best stories are always true.
“I’m living my life as consequence of yesterday.
And all of my choices compliment my life today.
There may have been times I could have gone and lost my way,
I could have, I would have, I should have, I don’t care – I’m here now.”
See the stories and hear the music
@YouTube ‘Scrapbook of an Unfound Songstress’
This is a hard review to write, simply because you can tell how much work Nolan put into creating this and how much she has worked on it. But it just wasn’t for me. While I know this is an autobiography/ memoir of sorts, I don’t think it shined a favorable light upon Nolan herself.
It felt pretentious. There was a lot of name dropping of celebrities and those behind the scenes in the music world. And while that was to be expected, it seemed as though those names of who, what and where became the star.
Vicky offered a highlight into her life, her family, Hollywood, London, her trial and music. With all that offered the only thing that kept me reading was the excerpt that looked as though they are formatted in screenplay about the trial.
The formatting was also an aspect that drove me insane. It went from novel, to screenplay and then what I can only assume was lyrics. It was just too much in one tiny compact book.