A band on the edge of sanity
Malk held up his arms and appealed for quiet, shouting into his mike in a futile attempt to make himself heard.
—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.
When Sonny smashed his instrument to pieces and hurled away the bits, began to tear off his clothes and scratch his face, the fans took it all as part of the performance.
They smelled blood, and howled for more...
Too out-of-this-world to be fact,
too true-to-life to be fiction
There’s barely a pulp fiction button left unpressed."
- Girl Gangs, Biker Boys, and Real Cool Cats
Not recommended for children or hippies,
except children of hippies.
MOJO MAGAZINE (UK) print edition #290, January 2018. Click to download (PDF, 3pp.)
In 1971, Scottish author Richard Carlile’s novel DRUMMER was first published. A delirious nightmare journey melding rock-‘n’-roll madness, bloody ultraviolence, and unnerving psychological horror, it was a visceral reaction to the recent Manson Family murders, deaths at the Altamont festival, and other savage cultural flashpoints at the forefront of society’s consciousness. The novel’s unique immediacy and impact earned it a dedicated cult following.
Now, DRUMMER returns to print after more than four decades, published by Carlile’s son and with a new foreword by pop-culture maven Alwyn W. Turner, emerging into a very different but no less brutal or uncertain world. Appearing surprisingly prescient to the 2018 eye, DRUMMER reveals a twisted carnival-mirror vision of the corrupting exploitation of the entertainment industry — transgenderism — mass hysteria — and the tragic descent of a divided society into all-out civic war.