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'A "must read" for radical thinkers who are ready for a wild ride!'
D. Bowen, Amazon 5 * review
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Dystopian Detroit plays host to more than just the drug scarred street thugs, gangsters and hipsters of the old world, much more sinister powers frequent the city’s mean streets… Tough guy Victor Scram, wallowing in the sorrow of his recently deceased girlfriend, lies low in the darker corners of the underworld unaware of greater plots set in motion whilst Dr Neon experiments daringly with human genetics as some kind of twisted art form. With genetic modification, street gangs and the very city itself all jockeying for power in this dystopian wonderland there can be no prevalence, only chaos. A vibrant and warped world where everything is possible and nothing is off limits makes for the ultimate Sci-Fi action setting.
It has been compared to Sin City, Philip K Dick and William Burroughs. Deep but readable, dark but beautiful - jump in!
If you feel inclined towards having new ideas, or different ideas to the ones you had yesterday, this book is certainly for you.
Tim, Amazon 5 * review
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Sumptuous, sensual seething wit combines with a complex narrative.
R. Johnson, Amazon 5 * review
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Well goddamn if the man, Dan, hadn't gone and read my book and then had a fit of scalpeling and made a collage which he then realised had been inspired by the nefarious ways of Dr Neon and them a-creeping a-crawling bugs. And then a double goddamned if he didn't agree to do the cover only to find he had to read a second draft... And super tripling goddamn if I didn't find a bottle of whiskey called Writers Tears from that tearaway bastion of Co Cork, Ireland. So there we were on a hazy night in Lewes, down in the darks of Dan's studio. And, wonders unravel, if that eagle eyed photographer, James McCauley (head shot extraordinaire) didn't turn up. There were a number of ideas, some pictures, an electronic scalpel of the sharpest kind. The whiskey began to flow - the cover started to grow... but hold on a minute, if there wasn't the seductive techno of a closing party at Pells pool calling from a-near - just a quick dance... over the wall and far away - but back soon enough, and the mantis crept into place, and there was a desert floor, and in those cracks, the things you might find... but if you don't know more, you'll just have to read and see what a wonder this cover truly is, a deeply coated psycho-phenomena that emerged from whiskey laden, swamp lands and vision wired, steady hands.
For more examples of Dan Johnson's excellent work follow the links below:
http://www.debutcontemporary.com/artists/dan-johnson/#.VDLs1GddWSo
www.anotherfinemesh.com
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