Checked this one out from the library after seeing it somewhere in my book wanderings, but just not connecting and am going to let it move to the next person on the wait list
Checked this one out from the library after seeing it somewhere in my book wanderings, but just not connecting and am going to let it move to the next person on the wait list
Didn‘t love the madcap, over-stylized tone or the scatological elements, but it was short and I powered through. I‘m finding I don‘t love fiction about musicians in general, for some reason (The Ground Beneath Her Feet by Rushdie is an exception 🤷🏼♀️). A disappointing Strand fiction club pick.
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#1 - Audio - 3✨
Audio read by the author, felt like a novel w/ slam poetry moments. Jack is a struggling musician in NYC 1993, searching for his stolen bass along with his vocalist who stole it. 90s punk scene along w/ the many characters of the EV. There is murder, romance, humor, and the music scene. It‘s an okay book & understand why there are mixed feelings. For the most part it kept my attention.
2-11-23: My 17th finished book of 2023! 1993 in Manhattan‘s East Village. A young man named Jonathan who plays bass in a punk band called The Shits, and has recently changed his name to Jack Shit, is searching for his missing bass, stolen by his band mate and frontman Earl, who happens to be a heroin addict. While trying to get ready for what might be their last show, Jack and his mates search for Earl and find he is in serious trouble. Chaotic.
I couldn't find anything to relate to either in the characters, their emotions, or the situations they found themselves in