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The Fine Wisdom and Perfect Teachings of the Kings of Rock and Roll


The Fine Wisdom and Perfect Teachings of the Kings of Rock and Roll


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After graduating from college in 1974, Mark Edmundson leaves Vermont to seek his destiny-a quest he knows involves rock and roll and America’s high court of mischief and ambition, New York City. Shepherded by a carousing, Marx-quoting friend, he moves into a grungy apartment and embarks on a dream career lugging amps for rock’s biggest stars: the Grateful Dead, Pink Floyd, and the Allman Brothers. But as time wears on, Edmundson finds himself at odds with life in his adopted city and drifts through a regimen of late-night cab driving and radical politics, increasingly detached from the hopes he nursed back in school. Prodded and enlightened along the way by a cast of rogue mentors-his Kings (and Queens) of Rock and Roll-Edmundson checks out of New York and careens across the country in search of the elusive it: the perfect vocation, his slightly crazy, ideal way of life.

The Suicide Motor Club


The Suicide Motor Club


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?Rising horror star? Christopher Buehlman, author of The Lesser Dead, returns with a chilling and thrilling tale of dark evil lurking on the lonely, open road. Bram Stoker, quoting the poem Lenore, said? The dead ride fast. Those words have never rung more true. Remember that car that passed you near midnight on route 66, doing 105 with its lights off? You wondered where it was going so quickly on that dark, dusty stretch of road, motor roaring, the driver glancing out the window as he blew by. Did his greedy eyes shine silver like a coyote?s? Did he make you feel like prey? You can’t remember now You just saw the founder of the Suicide Motor Club. Be grateful his brake lights never flashed. Be grateful his car was already full. They roam America, littering the highways with smashed cars and bled-out bodies, a gruesome reflection of the unsettled sixties. But to anyone unlucky enough to meet them in the lonely hours of the night, they?re just a blur in their memories. That is?to all but one. Two years ago, they left a witness in the mangled wreck of her family car, her husband dead, her son taken. She remembers their awful faces, despite their tricks and glamours. And she?s coming for them?her thirst for vengeance even more powerful than their hunger for blood. On the deserted highways of America, hunter is about to become the hunted. *Examiner.com

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