TONY BURKE plots the career of the legendary Senegalese band from Dakar nightclubs to Glastonbury
THE STRANGEST book I’ve read this year, and one of the most transfixing, is You Again by Debra Jo Immergut (Titan, £8.99).
It features in-house corporate illustrator Abby, who lives in New York with her husband and teenage sons. Middle-aged, a bit tired and a bit bored, she and her husband both started out as artists but life happened to them and now they have “proper” jobs.
It’s not a disagreeable existence at all but then Abby starts to see herself around town. It’s not someone reminiscent of her, it’s actually her, aged 22. Quite apart from the disturbing impossibility of the situation, there’s the dilemma: should she approach her old self? And if she does, what should she tell her?
A misfit couple unhappily ever after, a dead man walking, dodgy journos, and trench art trucking
Monster profits on the Tube, paternal dilemmas for time travellers, and an alien abduction buddy saga
Conman conned in a twisty thriller, blind trust tested to the limit, cunning murder methods, and tip-top police procedural
Do frozen colonists carry the virus of empire? Why is monstrosity a great way to describe capital? Was God a dustman?


