Having bookshelves that reach up to the ceiling is one of those life’s dreams – I’m almost too pleased with the way they turned out.

I love opening up my books to little discoveries of things I forgot to read or need to read again.

(Pic from The Guardian)

His father was Hugh Everett III, who came up with the ‘many worlds’ theory of quantum physics.

Everett writes like you write a good pop song – simple and direct. It can seem a little plain, but like any songwriter worth his publishing contract, his book, Things The Grandchildren Should Know, has a story. His book – written before there are actually any grandchildren on the scene – is a warts and all memoir that dives deep into his childhood. And it’s messy.

He dealt with the death of every member of his immediate family by recording a series of increasingly popular records (despite constant battles with record labels), including Electro-Shock Blues and Blinking Lights and Other Revelations.

We don’t think that much about the emotional lives of snarling, pouting, grinting rock stars. OK so that’s not entirely true – the likes of Kurt Cobain, Janis Joplin or Britney Spears do clog up plenty of column inches.

It’s pretty rare to get a frank insight into one of their lives – unless it comes with a truckload of self-pity, self-aggrandisement or at the very least self-consciousness. Most say, the songs speak for themselves.

But in this case, I’ve rarely had time for Eels’s records, and it was only the unrelenting thrust of his story that inspired me to listen back to records. They still didn’t do that much for me, but I love that Everett’s story was engrossing enough to make me want to hear his music.