the rhythm section in the first video was clearly confused about the climatic conditions in the studio: the base player is wearing a rain coat, but the drummer doesnt even hve shoes on.
Interesting. Neither is really my bag, but the Flight of the Conchords have some pretty cool hair. Been listening to "What a Waster" by the Libertines. Pete D is a complete screw up, but they "coulda been a contenda", shame.
I love the Flight of the Conchords and I hadn't seen that. In fact, I was just thinking last night that I hadn't caught all the episodes of their show and could catch up now that I have a decent computer. Coincidence? I think not.
I also liked that woman soloist--interesting things she does vocally. Although personally, I think the lady doth protest too much... Just a theory.
I had exactly the same thoughts as Seana and Philip.: "the lady doth protest too much" and "she's a cyborg-clone of Kate Bush". Great minds thinks alike I would say, if not for the fact they don't seem to share my opinions on the etimology of tantrum.
She may protest too much, but she's lovely and sexy and has a long green skirt, and she looks like my first true love who's forever 19 because we ended it before we started throwing things at each other. Ah, sweet life.
Great minds do think alike, especially if they're cyborg. Or does that give too much away? Uh, what I meant to say is, I am not a robot. I am not a robot. I am not a robot.
I like the new Kate Bush better because they have not added motive power to the limbs. Lets hope this model isn't just an early prototype, for Kate Bush's fairy-aerobic contortions while singing 'Heathcliff' were the result of shambolic computer programming.
Do you remember Clive James's observation about Kate Bush. "You know how she got her lips like that? She ate strawberry jam from a big pot with a wooden spoon." For some reason I've never been able to get that image out of my head.
I am a french bookseller. I just finished to read THE DEAD YARD. A few month ago, I read DEAD I WELL MAY BE. Unfortunatly, I can't express myself as good as I would like in english, to tell you that those two novels were one of my favourits books I read in 2009/2010. I'll soon enter into the third adventure of Michael Forsythe (the french translation is RETOUR DE FLAMME, and lost the DEAD word... strange idea). Well, anyway, I just wanted to thank you for your writing and the good time I past reading you. Your novels are originals, fun, smart. It is a pleasure to be for some days into the thoughts of Michael Forsythe, one of the most likable character I know from detective/suspense novels. He reminds me some kind of a Jason Bourn, but with a much better sens of humour, and a tast for girls. That changes everything.
I try to be funny in the books, or at least to have a blackly comic sense of humour like my mentors Raymond Chandler and Jim Thompson. Unlike with the German and Russian translations Patric - the French translator - actually emailed me and asked me lots of questions about context, slang etc. so hopefully the French versions are close to the spirit of the originals.
I was born and grew up in Carrickfergus, Northern Ireland. After studying philosophy at Oxford University I emigrated to New York City where I lived in Harlem for seven years working in bars, bookstores, building sites and finally the basement stacks of the Columbia University Medical School Library in Washington Heights.
In 2000 I moved to Denver, Colorado where I taught high school English and started writing fiction in earnest. My first full length novel Dead I Well May Be was shortlisted for the 2004 Ian Fleming Steel Dagger Award and was picked by Booklist as one of the 10 best crime novels of the year. The sequel to that book The Dead Yard was selected by Publishers Weekly as one of the 12 best novels of 2006 and won the Audie Award for best mystery or thriller.
In mid 2008 I moved to St. Kilda, Melbourne, Australia with my wife and kids. My last book Falling Glass was Audible's Best Mystery or Thriller for 2011. I've just published a new novel for Serpents Tail called The Cold Cold Ground.
"If Raymond Chandler had grown up in Northern Ireland he would have written The Cold Cold Ground."
---The Times
"Hardboiled charm, evocative dialogue, an acute sense of place and a sardonic sense of humour make McKinty one to watch."
---The Guardian
"A literary thriller that is as concerned with exploring the poisonously claustrophobic demi-monde of Northern Ireland during the Troubles, and the self-sabotaging contradictions of its place and time, as it is with providing the genre’s conventional thrills and spills. The result is a masterpiece of Troubles crime fiction: had David Peace, Eoin McNamee and Brian Moore sat down to brew up the great Troubles novel, they would have been very pleased indeed to have written The Cold Cold Ground."
---The Irish Times
"McKinty is a big new talent."
---The Daily Telegraph
"McKinty is a gifted man with poetry coursing through his veins and thrilling writing dripping from his fingertips."
---The Sunday Independent
"Adrian McKinty is fast gaining a reputation as the finest of the new generation of Irish crime writers, and it's easy to see why on the evidence of The Cold Cold Ground."
---The Glasgow Herald
"McKinty is a storyteller with the kind of style and panache that blur the line between genre and mainstream."
---Kirkus Reviews
"McKinty's literate expertly crafted crime novel confirms his place as one of his generation's leading talents."
---Publishers Weekly
"McKinty crackles with raw talent. His dialogue is superb, his characters rich and his plotting tight and seemless. He writes with a wonderful and wonderfully humorous flair for language raising his work above most crime genre offerings and bumping it right up against literature."
---The San Francisco Chronicle
"McKinty keeps getting better. He melds the snap and crackle of the old Mickey Spillane tales with the literary skills of Raymond Chandler and sets it all down in his own artful way."
---The Rocky Mountain News
"The first of McKinty's Forsythe novels, "Dead I Well May Be," was intense, focused and entirely brilliant. This one is looser-limbed, funnier...so, I imagine, is the middle book, "The Dead Yard," which I haven't read but which Publishers Weekly included on its list of the 12 best novels of 2006, along with works by Peter Abrahams, Richard Ford, Cormac McCarthy and George Pelecanos."
---The Washington Post
"McKinty, who grew up in Northern Ireland, has an ear for language and a taste for violence, and he serves up a terrifically gory, swiftly paced thriller."
---The Miami Herald
"There's nothing like an Irish tough guy. And we're not talking about Gentleman Gerry Cooney here. No, we mean the new breed of bare-knuckle Irish writers like Adrian McKinty, Ken Bruen and John Connolly who are bringing fresh life to the crime fiction genre."
---The Philadelphia Inquirer
"McKinty's writing is dark and witty with gritty realism, spot on dialogue, and fascinating characters."
---The Chicago Sun-Times
"If you like your noir staples such as beautiful women, betrayal, murder, mixed with a heavy dose of blood, crunched bones, body parts flying around served up with some throwaway humour, you need look no further, McKinty delivers all of this with the added bonus that the writing is pitch perfect."
---The Barcelona Review
"I really enjoyed [Dead I Well May Be’s] combination of toughness and a striking literary style. Both those things are evident in Hidden River. McKinty is going places."
---The Observer
"This is a terrific read. McKinty gives us a strong non stop story with attractive characters and fine writing."
---The Morning Star
"[McKinty] draws us close and relates a fantastic tale of murder and revenge in low, wry tones, as if from the next barstool...he drops out of conversational mode to throw in a few breathtaking fever-dream sequences for flavor. And then he springs an ending so right and satisfying it leaves us numb with delight and ready to pop for another round. Start the cliche machine: This is a profoundly satisfying book from a major new talent and one of the best crime fiction debuts of the year."
---Booklist
"The story is soaked in the holy trinity of the noir thriller: betrayal, money and murder, but seen through with a panache and political awareness that give McKinty a keen edge over his rivals."
---The Big Issue
"A darkly humorous cross between a hard-boiled mystery and a Beat novel."
---The St. Louis Post-Dispatch
"A roller coaster of highs and lows, light humour and dark deeds, the powerful undercurrent of McKinty's talent will swiftly drag you away. Let's hope the author does not slow down anytime soon."
---The Irish Examiner
"A virtual carnival of slaughter."
---The Wall Street Journal
"McKinty has once again harnassed the power of poetry, violence, lust and revenge to forge a sequel to his acclaimed Dead I Well May Be."
---The Irish Post
"A pacey, violent caper in which McKinty vividly portrays [Belfast's] sleazy, still-menacing underbelly."
---The Sunday Times
"McKinty writes with the soul of a poet; his prose dances off the pages with Old World grace and haunting intensity. It's crime fiction on the level of Michael Connolly with the conviction of James Hall."
---The Jackson Clarion-Ledger
"The Bloomsday Dead is the explosive final installment in a trilogy of kinetic thrillers."
---The New York Times
"Adrian McKinty has garnered nothing but praise for his first two books. The third in the trilogy The Bloomsday Dead should leave no doubt that he is a true star. Fast moving and highly engaging this is a great book. McKinty just gets better and better."
---CrimeSpree
"Until The Dead Yard's relentless, poignant ending you'll turn these pages as quickly as you can."
---The Cleveland Plain Dealer
"McKinty's Dead Trilogy has been praised by critics, who call it "intense," "masterful" and "loaded with action." If your reading pleasure leans toward thrillers offering suspense, close calls, wry wit, sharp dialogue, local color and sudden mayhem, you wont do better."
---The Sacramento Bee
"Le Fleuve caché d'Adrian McKinty impressionne par la richesse et la diversité de son ton et de son écriture, passant avec aisance du lyrisme ample de la nostalgie de l'amour perdu au rythme saccadé du narrateur sous l'emprise de l'héroïne. Ce livre rare et maîtrisé est une réussite bien digne de la Série noire."
---Le Figaro
Eine eigentlich simple Story, die natürlich bereits als Grundlage für Hunderte Bücher und Filme diente, macht Adrian McKinty zu der mitreißenden Odyssee eines jungen Mannes, der in der Lage ist, sich seiner Umwelt anzupassen wie jene Kakerlaken, die er in seinem Harlemer Appartement jagt, studiert und sowohl angewidert awie anerkennend entkommen lässt. Nicht umsonst 1992 angesiedelt, ist Der sichere Tod der kongeniale Kommentar zum Wesen der Neunziger.
- Jochen König, krimi-couch.de
"McKinty - that guy is a friggin genius."
---Ken Bruen
"McKinty is a cross between Mickey Spillane and Damon Runyan, the toughest, the best."
A couple more books, a few birthdays, some shuffleboard then a period spent in the digestive tract of earthworms, followed by molecular breakdown, the sun boiling into space, the heat death of the universe, atomic decay, perpetual darkness, a trillion years of nothingness and then, if we're lucky, brane collapse, a new singularity and a new Big Bang.
20 comments:
the rhythm section in the first video was clearly confused about the climatic conditions in the studio: the base player is wearing a rain coat, but the drummer doesnt even hve shoes on.
and Marina is wearing some kind of eye mask (with painted on eyes) around her neck.
Interesting. Neither is really my bag, but the Flight of the Conchords have some pretty cool hair. Been listening to "What a Waster" by the Libertines. Pete D is a complete screw up, but they "coulda been a contenda", shame.
Sean
Kate Moss is ample compensation.
I love the Flight of the Conchords and I hadn't seen that. In fact, I was just thinking last night that I hadn't caught all the episodes of their show and could catch up now that I have a decent computer. Coincidence? I think not.
I also liked that woman soloist--interesting things she does vocally. Although personally, I think the lady doth protest too much... Just a theory.
Seana
Yup thats how the robots will triumph. First they'll convince us that they're not robots...
Us? Surely you understand by now that...oh, never mind.
Despite her protests on the first video, the singer is clearly Kate Bush in re-conditioned body parts.
Seana
Well you are closer to Silicon Valley than me.
Philip
Kate Bush meets C Zeta Jones I felt.
I had exactly the same thoughts as Seana and Philip.: "the lady doth protest too much" and "she's a cyborg-clone of Kate Bush".
Great minds thinks alike I would say, if not for the fact they don't seem to share my opinions on the etimology of tantrum.
She may protest too much, but she's lovely and sexy and has a long green skirt, and she looks like my first true love who's forever 19 because we ended it before we started throwing things at each other. Ah, sweet life.
Great minds do think alike, especially if they're cyborg. Or does that give too much away? Uh, what I meant to say is, I am not a robot. I am not a robot. I am not a robot.
I like the new Kate Bush better because they have not added motive power to the limbs. Lets hope this model isn't just an early prototype, for Kate Bush's fairy-aerobic contortions while singing 'Heathcliff' were the result of shambolic computer programming.
Marco
I'm keen to hear your take on shambles.
Ernest
I thought throwing things was all part of the fun. But maybe thats just me.
Seana
Like I say you are a mere hop skip and a jump from Apple and Google.
Philip
Do you remember Clive James's observation about Kate Bush. "You know how she got her lips like that? She ate strawberry jam from a big pot with a wooden spoon." For some reason I've never been able to get that image out of my head.
Hello,
I am a french bookseller. I just finished to read THE DEAD YARD. A few month ago, I read DEAD I WELL MAY BE. Unfortunatly, I can't express myself as good as I would like in english, to tell you that those two novels were one of my favourits books I read in 2009/2010. I'll soon enter into the third adventure of Michael Forsythe (the french translation is RETOUR DE FLAMME, and lost the DEAD word... strange idea). Well, anyway, I just wanted to thank you for your writing and the good time I past reading you. Your novels are originals, fun, smart. It is a pleasure to be for some days into the thoughts of Michael Forsythe, one of the most likable character I know from detective/suspense novels. He reminds me some kind of a Jason Bourn, but with a much better sens of humour, and a tast for girls. That changes everything.
Thank you. Next step : FIFTY GRAND.
Roman
Roman
Thank you very much.
I try to be funny in the books, or at least to have a blackly comic sense of humour like my mentors Raymond Chandler and Jim Thompson. Unlike with the German and Russian translations Patric - the French translator - actually emailed me and asked me lots of questions about context, slang etc. so hopefully the French versions are close to the spirit of the originals.
Anyway thanks again
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