Over at Amazon.com, e.hobart says:
‘Paul Brazill is fast becoming one of my favorite crime fiction writers. This one is another winning combination of humor, suspense and action.’
Category: Big City Blues
Another Top Review For Big City Blues
Over at Amazon.com, Lizzie says:
‘Gangsters looking for good help. Cops looking for a good time. A private detective looking for an alcoholic crime writer. A young man looking for his father. How Paul Brazill ties these threads together makes for an entertaining novella.’
Douglas Cronk Reviews Big City Blues
Over at Goodreads, he says:
‘This put a smile on my face. Paul D. Brazill can deliver a humorous crime story like nobody else.’
Keith Nixon Reviews Big City Blues
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James Newman Reviews Big City Blues
And says:
‘Brazill has a way with words and, yeah, he uses them here wisely. The character building is solid in all his books, the locations are real enough to touch and smell, and the humor is omnipresent. This man’s books are laugh-aloud hilarious simply because Brazill is a wickedly smart humorous writer who never misses a trick. Great stuff. Read it. Spread it. Enjoy the infection.’
Col’s Criminal Library Reviews Big City Blues
And says:
‘A bit of what we had in store………. coppers with a penchant for karaoke, criminal families, a Polish policewoman on secondment to the UK, a serial killer called Marjorie Razorblades, an American alcoholic and his irritated wife, prostitutes, death by knitting needle, death by baseball bat, dual settings of London and New York, with a bit of time in Cambridge and Madrid, a few jokes that were old when Noah was a boy, some hat-tips to some bands from yonder-year….Buzzcocks, Penetration, Magazine, The Fall. (Nostalgia rules.) And lots more beside.’
I’m Interviewed By Fiona McVie.
Let’s get you introduced to everyone, shall we? Tell us your name. What is your age?
I’m Paul D. Brazill and I’ve shockingly made it to 55.
Fiona: Where are you from?
I was born in Hartlepool, England and live in Bydgoszcz, Poland.
.Fiona: Tell us your latest news.
Well, 3 of my novellas are now only 99p. They are: Too Many Crooks, Big City Blues, and A Case Of Noir. They are all published by Near To The Knuckle. I have a short story collection coming out in the next few weeks. It’s called Small Time Crimes.
Fiona: When and why did you begin writing?
Apart from a rubbish screenplay in the ‘90s, I started writing in 2008 when I discovered flash fiction.
Fiona: When did you first consider yourself a writer?
Only when someone tells me I am one.
I’m Interviewed by Dana King
Over at Dana King’s One Bite At A Time blog, I talk about Big City Blues, crime fiction, Roman Dalton, Near To The Knuckle, living in Poland and more!
I’m Interviewed by Richard Godwin
The Dark Lord chats to me about Big City Blues, Guns Of Brixton and more over at The Slaughterhouse.
Big City Blues Around The World: Ronnie Burke
Ronnie Burke takes a gander at Big City Blues.
Richard Godwin reviews Big City Blues
Over at Amazon.co.uk , the dark lord of Brit Grit says:
‘Hardcore meets surreal meets comedy meets shock factor. Brazill racks it up yet again, with his best yet, a superb dive into the dark underbelly of crime, read it.’
Warren Stalley reviews Big City Blues
Over at Amazon.co.uk , Warren Stalley says:
‘Big City Blues is littered with the usual Brazill razor sharp one liners honed to perfection. To summarise this is another polished winner from Paul D Brazill and Near To The Knuckle publishing.’
Graham Wynd Reviews Big City Blues
And says:
‘They’re coming fast and furious from Paul D. Brazill: it’s another cracking Near to the Knuckle novella from Mr B, the hardest working man in Brit Grit. This is #9 in the series and like the others a rip-snorter of mayhem and it’s got plenty of humour.
Big City Blues ranges across Europe and over to the colonies, or at least New York, which is a world of its own. Brazill always like a sprawling jumble of wild threads which he slowly knits together over the course of the unpredictable events and connections. Even his Seatown stories make the small burg feel complex. It’s not like wild coincidences either; it’s more like Six Degrees of Separation — or in this case, maybe only three degrees.
There’s a joyful abundance that teeters on the baroque: old cons, old cops, young geezers, unpredictable collisions of desire and convenience, and always sudden bone-crunching violence lurking around the next corner. Some of the jokes my grandfather would know but with a twist that makes them new again, and so many original observations that had me laughing out loud with surprise. And don’t tell anybody but hiding in between the laughs, the grimaces, the double crossing and the name dropping, you’ll find heart-searing observations about the walking wounded and some prose that will knock your socks off:
The night had draped itself over the city, and the moon bit into the sky. He stopped on the neon-soaked street to breathe in the sultry air. He could smell the lust, the sin and the decay.
A shard of sunlight sliced through the blinds, picking out specks of dust that floated in the air. An old electric kettle boiled in another room. A refrigerator hummed. A dishwasher chugged dully. A mangy black and white cat strolled across the newly polished bar before curling up on a wooden bar stool and going to sleep.’
