Jon Wayne Bradshaw worked first in newspapers and by the end of the decade was a freelance magazine writer and frequent contributor to Queen, an old society magazine then in the midst of a revival, as well as the features editor of British Vogue. By the end of the decade, Bradshaw was a freelancer writing about restaurants and hot spots and spaghetti westerns, profiling the likes of John Osborne, Norman Mailer, Julie Christie, and the Beatles. But his favorite pieces were the travel features that took him to Monte Carlo, Pamplona, Trinidad, Haiti, and Jamaica. Alex Belth is the editor of Esquire Classic and The Stacks Reader.

"A long-overdue anthology of writings by a great-and now largely forgotten-long-form journalist. Charming, handsome, and erudite, Bradshaw, who died in 1986 at age 48, surprised no one when Mick Jagger crossed a room to spend an hour chatting with him. Said biographer A. Scott Berg, according to editor Belth, 'he was possibly the most social animal I ever knew.' Yet while the parties were in full swing, Bradshaw would get to his typewriter, writing impeccable stories that embodied top-flight literary journalism...Exemplary journalism by a writer who deserves to be in every nonfiction anthology and textbook henceforth." -Kirkus Reviews, Starred Review

Jon Wayne Bradshaw worked first in newspapers and by the end of the decade was a freelance magazine writer and frequent contributor to Queen, an old society magazine then in the midst of a revival, as well as the features editor of British Vogue. By the end of the decade, Bradshaw was a freelancer writing about restaurants and hot spots and spaghetti westerns, profiling the likes of John Osborne, Norman Mailer, Julie Christie, and the Beatles. But his favorite pieces were the travel features that took him to Monte Carlo, Pamplona, Trinidad, Haiti, and Jamaica. Alex Belth is the editor of Esquire Classic and The Stacks Reader.

"A long-overdue anthology of writings by a great-and now largely forgotten-long-form journalist. Charming, handsome, and erudite, Bradshaw, who died in 1986 at age 48, surprised no one when Mick Jagger crossed a room to spend an hour chatting with him. Said biographer A. Scott Berg, according to editor Belth, 'he was possibly the most social animal I ever knew.' Yet while the parties were in full swing, Bradshaw would get to his typewriter, writing impeccable stories that embodied top-flight literary journalism...Exemplary journalism by a writer who deserves to be in every nonfiction anthology and textbook henceforth." -Kirkus Reviews, Starred Review