The breakup of his San Francisco rock band is a hard shove that has Jim Shalabon struggling to stay on his feet. What he needs is balance. What he gets is an earthquake. His best friend and former bandmate is found dead in a London alley. Unable to make sense of his friend's supposed drug overdose, Jim goes to London and slips into an amateur detective role. With a style aThe breakup of his San Francisco rock band is a hard shove that has Jim Shalabon struggling to stay on his feet. What he needs is balance. What he gets is an earthquake. His best friend and former bandmate is found dead in a London alley. Unable to make sense of his friend's supposed drug overdose, Jim goes to London and slips into an amateur detective role. With a style and technique that he makes up as he goes along, he works his way into the game, holding his own against dismissive British cops and society lights with secrets to hide. On the way to solving his case he learns more than he ever expected about his dead friend-and even more about himself....
|Title||:||Little God Blues|
|Number of Pages||:||302 Pages|
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Little God Blues Reviews
`There's something death that demands you affirm life'Ex-pat Jeffrey M Anderson is originally from San Francisco and surroundings, dropped down the coast to Santa Barbara for studies and degrees UC Santa Barbara in Economics and Russian and since that time has divided his life between California and Europe. Currently Jeffrey lives in North London and thus has become a complete ex-pat to the UK! A bit of a switch there, but then so is his book.It is rare for a new author to make an impressive debut that takes the reader form the first page by signaling that here is a writer of substance: pay attention. For example, opening Chapter one: `Two months ago this sweep of cobblestones was a possible crime scene: a forensic team sifting the area for clues; a photographer working the angles; a medical official examining the body for signs of external injuries, any clues as to the cause of death. The paramedics would have been hovering nearby the body bag, their ambulance and three police cars bracketing the scene. All pre-dawn on Friday morning in early October. Now in late November, I stood in that same London alley, the place were the object of all that police attention, my best friend Kirk Howell, had died.' So he has us like a magnet.The author's synopsis distills the story best: `The breakup of his San Francisco rock band is a hard shove that has Jim Shalabon struggling to stay on his feet. What he needs is balance. What he gets is an earthquake. His best friend and former band mate is found dead in a London alley. Unable to make sense of his friend's supposed drug overdose, Jim goes to London and slips into an amateur detective role. With a style and technique that he makes up as he goes along, he works his way into the game, holding his own against dismissive British cops and society lights with secrets to hide. On the way to solving his case he learns more than he ever expected about his dead friend--and even more about himself.'Yes the story is interesting and demands to be finished, but the glory of Jeffrey's writing is the beauty of his prose. He is smart; his writing is smart. And how often do we engage that today?
Jeffrey M. Anderson’s debut novel, “Little God Blues,” is a very well-written mystery. The title is such a catchy one that I hoped the story would be as enticing. It was. Jim Shalabon, former San Francisco rock star, searches for the reason Kirk Howell, his best friend and former bandmate, died. The corner says drug overdose, but Jim knows this can’t be the truth. The search for answers and his belief that Kirk's death was foul play takes Jim on a chaotic investigation. He's a rock star not a detective, but he's determined and through trial and enough errors along with help, the mystery leads him beyond where he could ever imagine it would go. Soon he finds himself involved in the disappearance of a woman, her young teen daughter and another questionable murder. Jim meets helpful and not so helpful people, characters that are well developed and believable. Throughout the story reader is reminded of the rock star's music past with lines from the band’s songs and how the songs came to be as Jim reminisces and at times, broods over the past, trying to make sense of his own life, the ending of his band, and the death of Kirk. Anderson is a very fine writer and at times I would set the book aside to enjoy the visuals: “There’s no acoustic out in nature; the notes bleed away, forming a quicker rhythm.” Such beautiful imagery that at times I forget I was following the trail of a killer. The settings - London and San Francisco are completely engaging. If you haven’t been visited these great cities, Anderson takes you there as well as other historical cities. No doubt I will read the next Jim Shalabon mystery.
What We Thought: American cult rocker Jim Shalabon, former frontman of The Eyebeams, comes to London to visit the site of bandmate Kirk’s death. Kirk died of a drug overdose, something that strikes Jim as odd as Kirk never did drugs – being wild enough without, he never needed to.When he stays in a flat arranged for him by his British manager, Jim meets a 13 year old girl whose mother has disappeared. Realising Kirk must have met the missing Claudia, who lived in the flat downstairs, he begins to suspect that the two events, Kirk’s death and Claudia’s disappearance, are somehow connected.He starts with a little light investigation but soon realises he has, as he says, become a shamus, a private investigator, albeit one who doesn’t fully know the lie of the land or fully get the nuances inherent in London speech and London life.In the course of his investigations into Kirk’s death and Claudia’s disappearance he meets and questions a variety of people – including Kirk’s uncle, a stiff physics professor, and his student, Sula who, if Jim takes it nice and slow, may become a love interest. He also visits the senile Hardcastle in a nursing home and his absent landlord, the imprisoned barrister Sir Clive Wormsleigh. From Wormsleigh he discovers that Claudia was a member of an unusual club called NE1 (anyone) which sets up meetings involving roleplay. A further sideline leads Jim to investigate how a book of Russian poems happened to be in Kirk’s hands when he died. Tnese, and other strands, wind through the novel forming a complex plot.Jim Shalabon has the sardonic wit of a literary PI – Marlowe with a guitar maybe. Written in the first person the novel takes us through the stream of vague investigations, blurring the way with philosophical asides and personal insights. The language is sinuous and at times obscure, winding through byways of thoughts and memories and snatches of conversation. Snippets of appropriate Eyebeams’ songs and song titles are used throughout to add extra depth and meaning.I found Little God Blues intriguing and entertaining and a delight to read though often puzzling as the ideas jumped suddenly from one thing to another – presumably only connected in Jim Shalabon’s mind. It was an interesting mind to be lost in, though, and if you enjoy books that venture off down the alleyways of consciousness as well as the more prosaic London side streets, this could well be for you.
This is a tough book to read - it's the writing style that makes it tough. It's a combination of song lyrics, prose, incomplete sentences, and reading between the lines. Jim is a 20-something rocker who's band has fallen apart due to the death of his best friend and fellow bandmate. He has unlimited funds to unravel the mystery of his friend's "suicide." It turns out, there are other mysterious deaths that seemed linked in an inconvenient way. Jim chews on a lot of facts, then investigates things, then chews some more, and falls hard for a Greek girl. The story is quite international, spans several decades in backstory, and involves many characters that I couldn't keep straight. I didn't connect with anyone and I didn't appreciate the story.
I just got this for free for Kindle off Amazon, which is often a recipe for a marginal read. I can tell in the first few pages that this is the one in ten (or twenty...or thirty...) freebies that is worth paying for. Former rock star, mourning the recent death of his best friend and front man, and therefor the demise of his band, travels to London to attempt to find closure by looking into his friend's unlikely death by drug overdose. Since it's the first in a series, I assume he becomes a professional sleuth along the way. So far (one chapter), so good. I do love an angst-ridden detective.
Jim had been in the band Eyebeams, He went to London to see what had happened to another band member Kirk was found dead and deemed an overdose . But Jim knew Kirk didn’t do drugs, so Jim decided to find some answers himself. I enjoyed this book and all Jim did to see what really happened to Kirk. Story, plot, and characters were good. I recommend.**I received an ARC of this story for an honest review
I loved this book. Not only is it a unique and compelling mystery, but it has a fascinating main character/narrator in Jim Shalabon. We see the world through his intelligent, witty, somewhat jaded rock musician eyes. I look forward to meeting him again in the sequel.
Review coming later.
I really wanted to mark this 4.5 because some parts are more repetitive than they need to be. But the characters are great and complex; the writing is excellent.
Well paced with great characters, an outstanding debut.