Blues for a Dead Lover – John Davidson aka Charles Nuetzel (Uptown Books, 1961)
I approached this one with high hopes after reading Nuetzel’s memoir, and was going “what the fuck” by page five.
Truly one of the worst vintage sleazy books I have come across — so badly written my molars hurt just typing. Why all the exclamation marks on every page (!!!) — looks like a preteen wrote this prose.
I even tossed this one on the ground.
Uptown was another imprint for Los Angeles-based American Art/Imperial.
March 16, 2010 at 2:50 pm
I have yet to make it through an Uptown. The only thing that might be worse is a Rendezvous Reader. (And I think those were just piracies/reprints of Tuxedos!)