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Book Review: Smiles of Deceit
by Lang Reid
Another
‘local’ Thai yarn on the bookshelves this week. Smiles of Deceit (ISBN
974-272-692-2) is written by Jim Cornick and published this year by
Bangkok Book House.
Cornick is now resident in Thailand, joining the
growing band of expat authors. In his own bio he is credited with having
been a writer for Warner Brothers in the US and a columnist for “Liberty
Press”. Since he is obviously an adherent of the policy of writing about
that which you know, the hero of the novel, Mike James, also wrote for the
motion picture industry and was a columnist for the alternative viewpoint
newspapers. This of course makes one wonder if Jim Cornick also
experienced all the rest of the escapades that Mike James gets into
between the front and back covers, let alone between the sheets.
Yes, this is a romp, written around a thriller
framework, with the hero being roped into the clutches of a courier
network, whose members are disparate and various, and whose aims are
similar. It is written against a background of Thai intrigue and the ways
of getting ahead through Thai society. Who you know, rather than what you
know, taken to the extremes. Money also helps.
The plot skips skilfully between Thailand and the USA,
where the man who pulls the strings lives in exile. His brother-in-law
runs the show on Thai soil, but is in danger of being usurped by
foreigners who are happy to deal in dirty money, with the laundering being
done by use of couriers. Enter our hero, Mike James!
Mike makes the usual mistakes of all new arrivals. No
concept of what is the going rate for anything from the cab from Don Muang
airport to tipping the reception clerk or even for the services of a lady
with whom he finds himself in bed, on his very first night. He also makes
the mistake of falling in love with such an angel of the evening. Action,
crocodiles, bombs, sex, traffic, nuns and country girls - they’re all
there!
The review copy was made available by Bookazine and has
an RRP of B. 395. To allow a book to go through to final print run with
literals such as World Wild instead of World Wide or country instead of
county, expect instead of except, crouch instead of crutch (and this is by
page 40!), blunt instead of butt or even a waitress replying Krup instead
of Kha (and not a Katoey either, a term which Cornick spells as “Ga
theuy”). We are all painfully aware of the problems of transliteration
from Thai to English, but I did find some of Cornick’s, from his list at
the front of the book, at variance from the accepted norm in this country.
A “wai” being spelled as “yai” and “to like” being spelled as
“choop” rather than “chawp” or “chop” for example.
As one of its genre, this book makes for an interesting
read, and the final page takes a most surprising twist. It would make a
reasonable short-haul airport novel, but spoiled by the lack of good
proofreading.
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Movie Review: Jeepers Creepers 2
By Poppy These
days I find horror films uninspiring and usually full of blood and gore,
not really scary at all. This movie is set in a cornfield and as with all
the best suspense films, the opening sequence is played out almost
entirely in silence, and is all the more effective for it.
Its 23 years later and time for the Creeper (Jonathan
Breck) to make another appearance.
Next to a cornfield, on a deserted road, a bus stops,
inside are a group of basketball players and cheerleaders. In the field
you can just make out a scarecrow on a stand, or is it a scarecrow? It
could be “Worzel Gummidge”.
The youngsters become trapped in the bus and the film
is taken up with the Creepers attempts to kill them. There is a girl that
has dreams on the bus about what happened before, the dreaming girl
reminds us every 5 minutes that the creeper cannot die.
The sub plot revolves around a farmer who is on a
personal mission to hunt down and kill the Creeper because it took his
son.
You do need to use your imagination in much of the
movie; otherwise parts of it could be classed as quite amusing. This is a
horror movie that has little or no blood whatsoever.
Directed by Victor Salva
Cast:
Ray Wise ... Jack Taggart
Jonathan Breck ... The Creeper
Travis Schiffner ... Izzy Bohen
Nicki Lynn Aycox ... Minxie Hayes
Drew Tyler Bell ... Jonny Young
Billy Aaron Brown ... Andy ‘Bucky’ Buck
Kasan Butcher ... Kimball Ward
Lena Cardwell ... Chelsea Farmer
Diane Delano
Marieh Delfino ... Rhonda Truitt
Luke Edwards ... Jack Taggart Jr.
Thom Gossom Jr. ... Coach Charlie Hannah
Stephanie Denise Griffin ... Girl
Josh Hammond ... Jake Spencer
Garikayi Mutambirwa ... Deundre ‘Double D’ Davis
Eric Nenninger ... Scott Braddock
Bob Pappenbrook ... Dad (as Bob Pappenbrook)
Al Santos ... Dante Belasco
Tom Tarantini ... Coach Dwayne Barnes
Mott’s CD review: Atomic Rooster Death Walks Behind You
by Mott the Dog
re-mastered By Ella Crew
5 Stars *****
Just the name alone conjures up thoughts of Demonic
Early Seventies Heavy Metal Progressive Rock. You almost feel by natural
instinct that if that is your kettle of fish then Atomic Rooster is going
to be your bag. Before anyone gets confused by the name we are talking
about Atomic Rooster here, not Atomic Kitten.
Atomic Rooster came out with a couple of very powerful
early seventies albums. They sounded great, but unless denim, leather,
Afghan coats, long lanky hair, mutton chop sideburns, and droopy
moustaches are your thing, they probably aren’t the best looking band in
the world. Not when compared to the three little girls in Atomic Kitten.
However, the music... well, it probably will not stand the test of time as
well as this incredible collection of songs do. The music, not the mutton
chop sideburns as in the pictures of Atomic Kitten, will still look good.
In thirty years these guys now look a little dated, but then this Dog has
been waiting years for the shaggy dog look to come back.
So who and what were “Atomic Rooster”? They were
formed in mid 1969 by keyboard wizard Vincent Crane and Carl Palmer, one
of the most bombastic drummers on the planet, after the collapse of “The
Crazy World of Arthur Brown” and in the middle of an American tour.
(Arthur Brown had one hit which was a number one “Fire”, but that was
it. Brown went on to lead Kingdom Come and released three very weird
albums in the mid-seventies. He still makes a living to this day as a
celebrity, hosting parties and festivals whilst singing the odd verse of
“Fire”.)
Adding Nick Greenwood on bass, an album was recorded
and released with the confusing title of “Atomic Ro-O-oster”. After a
period on the road they had built a strong cult following, but then
started a revolving door of musicians coming and going. (Mostly going in
the early days. John Paul Jones was asked to join, but wisely took the
offer of Jimmy Page’s to join ‘Led Zeppelin’. Jack Bruce decided to
stick with his solo career, although fellow Cream band mate Ginger Baker
turned up in “Atomic Rooster” in the eighties. Rick Grech was also
asked, but he had just joined Ginger Baker along with Eric Clapton and
Steve Winwood in “Blind Faith”. Most bizarrely a meeting was set up
between the Rooster boys and Brian Jones, who had just left the Rolling
Stones. He was found drowned in his swimming pool the day before the
meeting was set for.)
First to abandon ship was bass player Nick Greenwood.
He was replaced by guitarist Paul Ducann, whilst Crane took up bass duties
using the bass pedals of his trusty Hammond organ. Then prior to going
into the studio to record the all important second album, Carl Palmer was
lured away from the Rooster to be the “P” in E.L.P. Are we talking
Spinal Tap here or what? To any other band this would have been the death
knell, but not to the Rooster. Vincent Crane simply recruited gangly
powerhouse drummer Paul Hammond (possibly influenced by his surname),
dived into the studio, and came out with this classic slab of
awe-inspiring music. One of the forerunners to form the music that is now
called Heavy Metal. Although it was really Crane’s band and the sound of
the keyboards is dominant in the same way as, say, Jon Lord was in Deep
Purple or Ken Hensley in Uriah Heep, there was still room for the other
two to shine. In fact, Ducann wrote three songs on the album as well as
getting a credit for the title song. Paul Hammond got to show his spurs on
final track “Gershatzer”, a number written specially for him by Crane
with a fine three minute drum solo, still today probably one of the best
drum solos recorded specifically in the studio by a Rock ‘n’ Roll
drummer.
Opener and title track “Death Walks Behind You” has
a haunting spaced out piano intro before breaking into its sledgehammer
riff and demonic vocals. It also features the first of musical jousting
between guitar and keyboards, again drawing comparisons to Deep Purple.
Second in is “Vug”, a studio jam that was fortunate to be played
whilst the tapes were rolling, so caught in all its fresh excitement. Next
up was the much desired hit single “Tomorrow Night”, a catchy little
number played here to its frantic climax, whereas for the single the
record company had faded out to make it a round little three minutes for
radio play. The three Ducann songs follow, giving beautiful light and
shade to the album whilst retaining Rooster’s hard edge, before
returning for two more Crane numbers with “Nobody Else” being as close
to a ballad as Rooster were ever likely to get. Then “Gershatzer”
brings us to a rousing conclusion.
“Death Walks Behind You” reached the top twenty in
England, putting the Rooster alongside Black Sabbath and the Rolling
Stones. Peter French was then recruited as vocalist for the next album,
“In The Hearing Of”, which also charted “Tomorrow Night” peeking
at no 11 and follow up single “Devils Answer”, charging past that to
reach no 4. The table seemed laid for world domination, but no, in true
Strange Fruit style, they even managed to bodge it up from there. Within
twelve months of recording this classic, French, Ducann, and Hammond left
claiming Crane’s impossibly high standards as impossible to live up to.
In the eighties Crane was quoted as, “I always demand a band that’s
got a pretty A-plus standard every night”. Crane recruited new guys and
carried on, but the magic was gone. They reformed in the mid eighties, but
the timing was wrong and they ended up being little more than a nostalgia
act with Ducann and Crane being the only stable part of the line-up.
Tragically Vincent Crane, who had always suffered from
bouts of manic depression, took his own life on Valentine’s Day in 1989.
A sad story of “If Only”...
But when the Roosters strutted their stuff, they were
magnificent. Enjoy a bit of Atomic energy, but leave the Kittens alone.
Musicians
Vincent Crane - Keyboards
John Ducann - Guitar and Vocals
Paul Hammond - Drums
Songs
Death Walks Behind You
Vug
Tomorrow Night
Seven Streets
Sleeping for Years
I can’t Take No More
Nobody Else
Gershatzer
To contact Mott the Dog email: [email protected]
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