“Animal Factory” is a 1977 novel by Edward Bunker, and is an extremely excellent read.
Because Edward spent a lot of his first 42 years in and out of prisons (mostly for bank robberies, drug dealing, extortion, armed robbery, and forgery), it has a very authentic feel to it. The experiences told through the eyes of a young man sent to San Quentin are no doubt all based on what Edward experienced or saw for himself in the joint (in 1951 he became the youngest ever inmate in San Quentin). He also did time in Foxriver Penitentiary where Michael Scofield famously escaped.
The writing is superb, honest, and raw. Edward was obviously an intelligent chap.
A most excellent book, certainly the best prison story I have ever read along with his equally excellent book “No Beast So Fierce”. You will certainly not ever want to go to prison after reading this.
This is the penultimate book in the series of seven Doctor Syn books.
The story is about a sinister new foe Doctor Syn comes across, a dastardly yet dashing and crafty fellow who is trying to marry a wealthy maiden for all of her fortune. To accomplish this he murders her uncle, then sets his sights on further murders and nasty business to get what he wants. Part of his plot directly involves the brilliant Doctor Syn, ex-pirate and current leader of a smuggling ring, but also the parson of Dymchurch-under-the-Wall, a small village in Eastern England. This leads to the villain’s demise of course.
The story is a bit drawn out and at times goes into a lot of unnecessary detail. There is also not a lot of tension as Doctor Syn is always in ultimate control of every situation, he hardly gets into any sticky business which he must brilliantly solve his way out of. But this is what Doctor Syn does in all of the books, so it is nothing new.
Unlike some of the other books this one is not a series of escapades and adventures, it is one consistent story which is good. The best books in the series have been the first two books (the first book though is chronologically the last).
This book was published in 1939, but the book is written more in the style of 18th century English which is fun to read.
I bought this at a place called “The Book Barn“, which was an actual barn in the small farming town of Chertsey. It is quite a place with mountains of books.
I made a beeline for the science fiction section which was in a small room, and there I found a good selection of cheap paperbacks. I bought this book and another, both for one dollar each. I could have bought a lot more, but I already have plenty of other books in my bookshelf that need to be read.
The author is John Brunner who wrote quite a few stories, and won the Hugo Award for his book Stand on Zanzibar. He also wrote the screenplay for The Terrornauts, a film I must watch.
This is very much a pulpy science fiction story, but is engaging and has a thrilling ending. The story is basically about slavery where human children are passed off as androids and sold to Earth, which is the most wealthiest and privileged planet in the galaxy. There is a lot more to it of course, but I won’t go into details.
This is not essential science fiction reading, but I found it to be a very good read, and for $1 it was an absolute bargain. I shall return to the Book Barn one day.
I read somewhere that this science fiction novel, written by British writer Olaf Stapledon and published in 1937, is one of the all-time classics. Being a purveyor of fine science fiction stories I was intrigued so I sought it out.
But, it was heavy going right from the start, mostly due to the way it was written. Olaf was a philosopher and pretty much wrote this book while still in heavy philosophy mode, as well as deciding that it should be written in a dry textbook style. There were plenty of words I had never heard before such as cepheid.
Some sentences which did not have any fancy words were still hard to decipher. Here is an example:
This most subtle medium the Star Maker now rough-hewed into the general form of a cosmos. Thus he fashioned a still indeterminate space-time, as yet quite ungeometrized; an amorphous physicality with no clear quality or direction, no intricacy of physical laws; a more distinctly conceived vital trend and epic adventure of mentality; and a surprisingly definite climax and crown of spiritual lucidity.
I found myself going over a sentence again time after time to make sure I understood what was being said. Heavy, man.
But, the actual storytelling was fantastic and quite original, and very large in scale. It was basically about a chap who went for a walk and suddenly found he could mentally transport himself through space and time and visit distant galaxies in an instant. He also found he could mind-meld with aliens he encountered, and together they could travel throughout the universe and mind-meld with other aliens so that they soon became a large space gang observing the cosmos and seeking out the meaning of life. He soon discovered that an all-powerful being was responsible for everything, and was able to have a chat with him. There is a lot more to it, but there is also no real story, it was just him describing what he saw and learned about other aliens, galaxies, and even the stars themselves which as it turned out were also sentient beings.
One interesting thing I learned is that the idea of the Dyson sphere, named after Freeman Dyson, came from this book. Freeman had read the book and it inspired him to write a paper in 1960 about the concept. It is a very pie-in-the-sky idea though, very much science fiction. Arthur C. Clarke had much more obtainable ideas as he is credited as being the inventor of the communications satellite. Read Arthur’s Rama series if you can, brillo stuff.
Good luck to you if you want to make this into a film, it would be like turning Ace Ventura: Pet Detective into a Pulitzer Prize-winning novel…although I would read that.
Highly recommended for those into deep and meaningful science fiction flights of fancy, best read with a pipe and glass of brandy, and the Oxford Dictionary on hand.
After finishing this book I immediately felt like an easy read, so I chose the next book I need to read in the Doctor Syn series titled “The Courageous Exploits of Doctor Syn”. I am also simultaneously re-reading “The Way of Wyrd”, and old favourite.
This is Glen Matlock’s autobiography about his time in the band, and is a reissue of the original 1990 book, with a few added chapters outlining what the Pistols have done since. This was cheap for Kindle on Amazon.
It starts off with a brief look at his life before the Pistols, but quickly get into how he joined the band. Something I did not know was that he was working in Malcolm McLaren’s shop long before he was taken on as the bassist for the band.
There are a lot of stories and details about Malcolm McLaren, each of the band members, and various other aspects of the Sex Pistols, as well as some things about Sid Vicious. It is all told seemingly honestly and unbiased. Like any musician there is a little ego, but not a giant one, and he did not resort mud-slinging. John Lydon is obviously a difficult character, but Glen overall seems to respect him quite a lot, as well as his other band mates. He said at one point that Steve Jones is the heart of the band…interesting, but probably true.
Sometimes his attempts at humour and turn of phrase did not work well, but on the whole it was well written.
It is high time an author was added to the MBMS Page of Fame. My two choices were Isaac Asimov and Arthur C. Clarke, but I decided on Isaac because his Foundation series of books is pure genius, although Arthur’s Rama series is a very close second. Isaac’s sideburns certainly helped.
And it looks as though there may be a series made based on the Foundation books, made by Apple.
I want it to be known that I am in no way a Mötley Crüe fan, not in the slightest. But, the reason I read this was because it was number 32 in the 66 most important moments in metal history according to Loudwire (my fave music website along with NME). It sounded like a worthwhile read.
The book is a history of the band, with each chapter being told by each band member, which was a great way to tell the story. After reading one band member’s account of something that happened we would move onto another band member who would tell a similar story, or sometimes a different story.
The author used some of the dirt he got on a band member to good effect. He would get some information one band member had never told another member before, go off and tell the other guy, then use his reaction in the next chapter. An example is when in one chapter Vince (the singer) slept with Nikki’s girlfriend, and in the next chapter we got Nikki’s reaction after the author told Nikki about it. All very high school gossip stuff, but quite entertaining.
Calling Mötley Crüe the world’s most notorious rock band is probably quite an accurate label if this book is anything to go by. They did drugs and alcohol to the absolute limit and two of them came very close to death from their excesses. They also liked the ladies a lot, and even during the middle of a concert the lead singer would disappear from the stage during the guitarist’s long solo to “meet a lady”.
Some of the stories were quite disgusting as they were quite terrible human beings at times. Three of the band members just did not have inhibitions, they would do anything for sex and drugs, but not necessarily for rock ‘n’ roll. However, the stories that Nikki told about some of the antics of Ozzy Osbourne were quite nutty, including the time he snorted a line of live ants. Sharon Osbourne though was great, she kept Ozzy strictly in line when she was with him on tour, and she even had Mötley Crüe under her thumb when they toured with him. When she was gone though, Ozzy reverted to quite an animal.
The more I read this, the more I wondered about the accuracy of the storytelling. Each member seemed able to recount in great detail events that happened in the eighties, despite being either totally drunk, drugged out of their minds, on an ego high, or any combination of the three. A lot of was corroborated by their managers, assistants and others, so it is probably accurate in most accounts.
The one band member that seemed to be a decent dude was Mick Mars, the guitarist. He was drunk a lot but that was mostly due to a rare condition he has called ankylosing spondylitis which is an extreme form of arthritis. He got it at a young age, and by the time he was in the band he was in a lot of pain and could only stand still on stage while playing. He also seemed to be the most musically talented.
So it was a well-written book with lots of juicy rock ‘n’ roll excess and personal stories about four guys who as teenagers became a huge band, made lots of money (staggering amounts), lost a lot of that money each time their short marriages ended, and by the time this book was released in 2001 realised that they had better start growing up.
In a way this book is a guide on how to start a rock ‘n’ roller band. It teaches you that in order to be successful you have to be willing to do anything, be very single-minded, and to do all of things that the fans expect you to do like setting your pants on fire with lighter fluid and throwing TV’s out of hotel room windows (there was a great story about Keith Moon leaving the hotel in a limo on the way to the airport and asking the driver to turn the car around and go back to the hotel so he could throw the TV out of the window). What I learned though is that being successful is not a lot of fun if you can’t handle it, so I’d just rather remain somewhat normal.
Certainly one of the most important events in metal history.
The next book on my Kindle is “Star Maker” which so far is good reading.