BONGO FURY Book Out Now/ Reviews

Bongo Fury is out now and if you'd like to read the first few reviews, just click the links at the bottom. If you would like a paperback or e book copy visit Amazon here:Amazon

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Top 5 Crime Fiction Related Songs

-There are so many to choose from- you could do a top 100 with Nick Cave alone!
-Here are my faves- what are yours?

5. Mack the Knife Bobby Darin

"Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth dear." 

You can trace versions of the song back to 1928, but the most well known versions would be from Bobby Darin or Frank Sinatra. It's a dark tale and it is really an unusual song to have been such a hit over the years. Check out the gravelly and stripped down Mark Lanegan cut from his Imitations album.

4. San Quentin Johnny Cash

"I think I understand a little bit how you feel about some things,
It's none of my business how you feel about some other things,
And I don't give a damn about how you feel about some other things."

So said Cash when introducing his new song to the world and to the inmates within San Quentin. This is my pick over the likes of Folsom Prison Blues, mostly because of this recording. You can hear the tension and the electricity when he sings, "San Que…

BONGO FURY New Novella Excerpt and Trailer

Hi, my new novella is out on paperback now and pre-order for e-book. You can order a copy
It’s a gritty black comedy set in Northern Ireland and you can view the trailer
If you would like to read a sample, please keep on reading- thank you!

(Warning- contains bad language!)

To my surprise, I actually had a few customers early on. They all spent less than a tenner, but cash is cash. The morning was uneventful and I closed up for an hour at lunch and went round to ‘The Diner’ cafĂ©’. They did an amazing Ulster fry and chips. Two fucking plates full! Anyway, when I got back to the shop, I found the door ajar and the shitty lock had been broken off. I couldn’t see anyone inside, as I eased in around the door, my fists ready. Two men then casually sauntered out from my back room.
“Hello Jimmy,” leered the first one. He was around my age, thinning on top, a thin face and a thin smile. The second was about twenty, still a little puffy faced and puffed up with youth. He had an earring, but …

New song You Tube stream

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In Spades by The Afghan Whigs Album Review

Wanna go for a ride? You sure will. New Album sees Dulli in fine form
Gentlemen, Black Love, 1965. Any fan knows that these are indeed the holy trinity. The comeback album- Do to the Beast splits opinion a little more. Personally, I think it's just alright. I'd take most of Dulli's non-Afghan albums over it.

But, the new album, In Spades is a very satisfying listen. From the opening track's largely string arrangement, it is clear that Dulli is not just making a 'Twilights plus John Curley' album. Other examples of really great song writing include Demon in Profile and Toy Automatic. The final track- Into the Floor is a great one- almost Pink Floydy- with a very addictive melody hook.

Dulli can be guilty of using the same patterns and progressions a bit too much, but even though there's some repetition here, it's still a really good collection of songs. He's mixed things up well- some classic Afghan scratchy guitar, a bit of clavinet, interesting stri…

Free Short Story- Blood and Botany

Below is a free story, taken from my Bestselling collection-'More Faces'
It is a flash fiction and the shortest in the collection. For a copy of the full book from Amazon and more info, click,
Blood and Botany

“Pass us the rake Brian, would ya?” “Two seconds mate… there you go.” “Cheers,” said Tim, tidying up of the lawn, “if you wanna load up the van that’ll do us.” “No probs,” Brian said, lifting the trimmer with one hand and dragging the fresh bag of cut grass with the other. He was lean and young, but on a hot day like this, his body ached to be sitting in the van again drinking tea. “Aww man, not the McClaine’s, I’m wrecked,” said Brian when they were back in the van, “let’s do a few wee lawns first.” “Don’t be a lapper,” said the elder of the two; fit enough for his late twenties, with a good jet of hair too, “we’ll have lunch when we get there sure and then get crackin’ after, all right?” “You’re the boss,” sighed Brian, checking his reflection and fixing his trendy fringe b…