Sunday, 30 April 2017

Drummer - Richard Carlile

Brilliant and thought-provoking: a hallucinatory trip into a savage, amoral, rock-horror nightmare


TANDEM BOOKS 426 13231 9
FIRST PRINTING 1971
LONDON, UK

A wild, neon-lit, stereophonic experience, too out-of-this-world to be fact, too true to life to be fiction.

...at the first moment of their appearance in the stadium the screaming of the fans swelled to a chaos of sound. Malk held up his arms and appealed for quiet, shouting into his mike in a futile attempt to make himself heard. He gave a shrug and turned to the others.

Okay, here we go. A-four, a-three. a-two, a-one! 

They launched into the act. No one heard them. Like figures in a silent movie they plucked their guitars, mouthed and gaped, stamped, shook, gesticulated. The pace grew wilder and wilder and when Sonny smashed his instrument to pieces and hurled away the bits, began to tear off his clothes and scratch his face, the audience took it all as part of the performance. They smelled blood, and howled for more...

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