Jesse Sublett knows noir. He’s a student at the feet of
Chandler and
Hammett (he named his own son Dashiel) and penned three respected mysteries about an Austin, Texas, based musician/private dick named
Martin Fender. He’s also a heck of a musician who led the seminal Austin punk/garage/new wave band the Skunks. What happens if those two parts of his persona crash together in a post-apocalyptic world with elements of dystopian sci-fi, poetry and outsider art?
Grave Digger Blues is born, my friends. It’s not so much a book as an experience, particularly if you spring for the iPad version with all the bells and whistles.
Last year I wrote in the San Antonio Express-News
about Sublett’s efforts to do something similar with the re-release of the
Martin Fender novels. But here he’s taken it a large step further.
You’ll be thrown into the world of the
Blues Cat, an a down-and-out jazz musician, and
Hank Zzybnx, a private detective haunted by
Marilyn Monroe’s ghost. It’s a wild ride into despair with bouts of frivolity. All along the way the Blues Cat keeps the beat pounding and Jesse Sublett keeps pulling the strings somewhere behind the curtain. Hop on this train. You’ll like where it takes you.
