HOLLY JOHNSON, formerly the singer with Frankie Goes To Hollywood, is putting the finishing touches to his autobiography which will be published by Random House in spring 1994. “It’s called A Bone In My Flute—yeah that is as rude as it sounds—and all will be revealed”, says Holly. “It isn’t a pop memoir as such. It’s more of a homosexual Huckleberry Finn. It’s about growing up gay in working class Liverpool. There’s a lot of that. The Frankie Goes To Hollywood story takes up the second half. It’s sort of like a Terence Davis film, in a different era. It wasn’t a commissioned book and I didn’t use a guest ghost writer. It’s all me own work and it was bloody hard. I’m editing it now and I’m discovering that you can’t say fuck-all anymore because of the libel laws. You can’t say, for example, that such and such narrowly escaped becoming a heroin addict by the skin of his teeth, even if it’s absolutely true. I can’t express an opinion like… …is a complete ass licking, back-stabbing bastard!