It's Henry Miller's vision of what A Hard Day's Night should really be like. Only this time it's ""The Score,"" a group of...

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It's Henry Miller's vision of what A Hard Day's Night should really be like. Only this time it's ""The Score,"" a group of five long haired, loud-mouthed lads from Liverpool making it with the big beat and the broads who scream their way from ringside to backstage in a passionate cacophony. The boys agreeably oblige with togetherness orgies and to make sure that we don't miss (pardon the expression) a trick, Mr. Keyes allows each Liverpoolian a long, detailed chapter. Dave, lead guitar starts off--""Step right up folks. We walk. We talk. Yeah and that kind of thing."" But the kind of thing that interests Dave is the female form in every shape and size...until a formidable set of parents side track him to the altar. Roy is much more conservative. He's an auntie's boy who only indulges in on-stage orgasms. Mick, the baby, manages to lose his virginity in his chapter while Nick, who likes to swing side by side with Dave, recalls their stint in Germany with some philosophical commentary on the German mystique. Then there's Gerry, on drugs in or out of bed. The scene moves across continents but the bedrooms all look the same. The music sounds the same: bump...bump...bump...grind...grind...grind...Q...Q...Q... And we know the score. It's pop, it's exhausting, it's nonsense.

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Publisher: Simon & Schuster

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Kirkus Reviews Issue: Oct. 1, 1966

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