What could be nicer than that? Runaround … now!
Here’s what he says:
‘Pulp fiction at its hilarious, irreverent best…
For all the numerous and largely excellent crime books I’ve read this year, I can’t remember any offering raising quite as many smiles as this one. In Guns Of Brixton, Paul D Brazil creates a series of windows into the various weird, violent and thoroughly dysfunctional worlds of London’s underground. The plot centres around a pair of flawed heavies, Kenny Rogan and big Jim Lawson, who whilst pursuing a particularly valuable briefcase for their boss, mad Tony Cook, inadvertently manage to blow away one Half-pint Harry, the right-hand man of a north-eastern mobster. To compound matters, whilst carrying his corpse off in the back of their motor, they decide to carry out a robbery in drag, after which they crash their car then lose the briefcase to the son of an east-end rival of their own mad boss. Confused? No need to be, but even if you are it doesn’t really matter, because the ride is everything in this compelling and hilarious read. Every character that turns up along the ride is vividly drawn, none better than the murderous Father Tim, the mob priest who doubles up as a hit-man. There are various strands of subplot weaving throughout, but the key story centres around Mad Tony Cook’s personal holy grail, the silver briefcase with the glow, which may well be a nod to the excellent 1955 Micky Spillane-based, film noir, ‘Kiss Me Deadly’. The dialogue is littered with slick one-liners and the ending is suitably gross, rampant with irreverent humour. Pulp fiction at its absolute best.’
‘He wasn’t a Geordie,’ said Kenny, resting on a barrel and wiping the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
‘Eh?’ said Big Jim, as he took the hose pipe and sprayed water around the garage.
‘Half-Pint Harry. He wasn’t a Geordie, was he? He wasn’t from Newcastle. He was from Sunderland, James. He was a Mackem, wasn’t he?’ Kenny said.
‘What’s a fucking Mackem when it’s at home?’ said Big Jim.
‘A Mackem is to a Geordie what a Canadian is like to an American. Like margarine to butter. Like Spurs to Arsenal. A bit like a decaffeinated Geordie,’ said Kenny, chuckling to himself. He coughed up a lump of phlegm, spat and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
‘The North’s all the fucking same to me,’ said Big Jim. ‘Never been further north than Dagenham, myself. And I didn’t like that much.’
‘I wholeheartedly agree,’ said Kenny. ‘Mushy peas, black pudding, Pease -pudding, fishy-wishy-fucking-dishy. I usually start to hear the banjos from Deliverance as soon as I get north of Finchley.’
Guns Of Brixton (published by Caffeine Nights Publishing) is out NOW as a paperback and as an eBook. You can get it from from loads of places including Barnes & Noble, Caffeine Nights Publishing, WHSMITH, Waterstones,Foyles, Amazon and Amazon UK.
‘Like a lot of the Paul D. Brazill’s excellent stories there are a large number of cultural references at work in this twisting crime yarn. Many become clear in time via the context of the story through one does get the feeling one is missing a point or joke here and there. What is clear regardless of your personal familiarity with the cultural references is that humor is prevalent in this read as is plenty of serious violence and action in a noir style tale that gets bigger and bigger as the novella works toward the conclusion.’ Read the rest of the review here and check out the rest of Kevin Tipple’s excellent blog.
Guns Of Brixton gets a great review over at Col’s Criminal Library. Here’s what Col says: ‘Short, sharp, violent, funny, populated by an interesting smorgasbord of low-life, criminals……. Half-Pint Harry, Anarchy Al and the like. The action mainly concerns recovering a missing suitcase, interspersed with an accidental killing, a jewellery heist, dingy pubs and greasy cafes, drug use, lock-ups, a car crash, leopardskin Speedos and a priest addicted to re-runs of Lovejoy with loveable rogue Ian McShane!’
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‘Poland-based British author Brazill is one of the leading lights of a burgeoning independent crime publishing landscape in which he has been a prolific pen as well as nurturing editor. This short novel is an expansion of a popular short story and its title places it right at the centre of the hardboiled genre. Foul mouthed, fast and furious, at times even comic’
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‘Guns of Brixton’ is a taut story wrapped around the possession of a briefcase with mysterious contents. Told from disparate viewpoints it follows a bunch of unwieldy yet utterly believable characters as they get dragged into an ever worsening situation.
It is with these characters, Brazill shows his greatest skill as an author. Each is portrayed with an artist’s eye for detail which in turn makes the ‘Guns of Brixton’ a compelling read.’