Drive is out now (paperback and ebook)

My novella "Drive" is now available from Pendragon Press as a limited edition paperback (including an exclusive afterword) and as an ebook.

David Moore has one night left in Gaffney and is at a party he doesn’t want to attend. Natasha Turner, at the same party, is lost for a lift home.

Meanwhile, three young men have stolen a car, and as the night darkens and the roads become deserted, David and Nat enter into a terrifying game of cat-and-mouse. . .

The paperback can be ordered directly from the Pendragon Press website for £4.99 here

The Kindle ebook can be ordered from Amazon for £1.84 here

“Drive takes you for a journey down the darkest alleyways of human savagery.  

A fast paced, high tension thriller that delivers on all fronts....”

- Jim Mcleod, The Ginger Nuts Of Horror

"Drive is a gripping, tense urban noir with prose as tight as a snare drum..."
- Paul D. Brazill, Guns Of Brixton.

“Mark West writes the kind of fiction that gets under the skin where it lies dormant until you turn out the lights ...”

- Dave Jeffery, author of the Necropolis Rising series

The Rude Dude Films trailer is scored by gcw, who also produced the theme for my "What Gets Left Behind" chapbook trailer and who I interviewed here, last year.

He is releasing the music as part of the "Drive EP", which features this score, "What Gets Left Behind" and "Me" (a song from his next album).  The EP is now available to download on Bandcamp at this link - https://gcwmusic.bandcamp.com/album/drive

The Happy Man, by Eric C. Higgs

In a new edition of the occasional series, I want to tell you about a book that I've read and loved, which I think adds to the horror genre and that I think you'll enjoy if you're a fan.  Of course, in this case the book is twenty eight years old so chances are you might have already heard of it.  If it's any consolation, I've had this on my bookshelf since 1987 or so (the Paperjacks edition published in 1986) where it’s survived house moves, book culls and everything else, but having now read it (some 27 years after buying it), I wish I’d done so ages ago.

Paperjacks 2nd printing September 1986
cover scan of my copy

The Ripleys have new neighbours - the Marshes - and with their arrival, the small cosy town of Mesa Vista will never be the same.  At first, the two couples become fast friends and the Ripleys are attracted to the charismatic and powerful Ruskin Marsh but soon their relationship grows darker with each passing day.  A simple barbecue turns into an orgy.  Violence erupts.  Gruesome murders are reported nearby.  People begin to disappear.  Finally Ruskin invites Charles Ripley to join his family in acts of murder and mutilation.

Starting with a terrific opening line - ‘The Marshes rotted in their house two full days before they were discovered by a delivery man from Sparkletts’ - this short-novel (only 166 pages) doesn’t disappoint or let up at all.  It’s told in first person by Charles Ripley, who’s a wonderfully realised character and very easy to side with, especially when the book later takes several odd turns and he struggles to figure out what’s going on and how he fits into things.

The characterisation is good across the board - from Shelly Ripley, trying to recover from a miscarriage and Sybil Marsh, a vamp in every sense of the word to the minor characters, neighbours in the development who are given enough heft that you care and empathise with them - and none more so than Ruskin Marsh himself.  He’s a superb character, a high-flying lawyer by day and voracious sexual adventurer all the time (his wife, others wives, random women he picks up, ladies he takes off other characters hands), an aesthete, purveyor of high quality drugs and a lover of guns.  Ruskin belongs to an exclusive club he calls the ‘Society of Friends’ who appear to take their life philiosophy from De Sade’s Juliette or the Fortunes of Vice and when he hands a copy to Ripley (notably a translated version, which apparently doesn’t exist), Charles’ life begins to turn, with his attitude towards a woman at work who fancies him becomes much darker until she too is in mortal peril.

With some terrific set-pieces - the two women from the bar who drive off the road, meeting Angela in a funky restaurant, the skinny-dipping, the illegal alien being tortured to death in the valley that we only hear, rather than see - and a great sense of location - both the Mesa Vista estate and San Diego in general - this is assured and accomplished and a real page turner.

Told with good pace from the beginning, once the whole story starts to emerge - it’s alluded to in the blurb, but is much bigger - the book takes several shifts in tone until Ripley is forced into a position where he has nothing to lose and it ends as intense and bleak as it began.

A great little novel, told with style and wit and an eye for gruesome detail, this is well worth a read and I’d highly recommend it.

Note - It’s also nice to read a book from the late 80s, a period of time I remember vividly, where characters are excited about home computers, large screen TVs and Atari systems.

* * * * *

The book was originally published in hardback by St. Martins Press but I can't find any information on Eric C. Higgs anywhere online.  He did publish one other novel, "Doppelganger" (as Eric Higgs) via St Martin's Press in paperback in 1987 but that appears to be it.  I know it's a long-shot but if you're reading this and you some details of him, let me know would you?

I picked up a 2nd hand copy of "Doppelganger" in 2011 (from a Cats Protection League charity table for the princely sum of 50p) and read it that same year.  This was my review at that time:
Marvin Moy is one of life’s losers, a big kind-hearted bloke for whom absolutely nothing goes right.  He also has a secret, an ability to see things in daydreams that are actually happening in real-life.  A girl he fancies is being hit on by her professor and Marvin dreams of beating the man up, only to then have the girl identify him as the attacker - even though he was miles away when the assault took place.  This draws him to the attention of the police and from there, things go from bad to worse - car accidents, a garage blowing up - whilst, at the same time, he starts a tentative relationship with Kathryn, the manager of his apartment buildings.

Published in 1987, this is the second novel - and last too, it would appear - from Eric Higgs and keeps up a brisk pace all the way through.  Higgs has plenty of ideas and good grasp of imagery and the relationship he paints, between Marvin and Kathryn is both delicately charming and sensuous.  Marvin is easy to like, being the butt of everyone else’s anger and annoyance, but as things get worse you begin to wish he’d stand up for himself and that, in effect, is what his doppelganger is doing.  Having said that, we get no sense at any point of the reasoning behind the doppelganger, where it came from, why it’s here, why it doesn’t help Marvin more and I felt like I wanted more of an answer.  In place of that, we have a great kick-in-the-face denouement, which is quite startling.  Not bad at all, worth a read.

To Plan Or Not To Plan? a guest post by Sue Moorcroft

To mark the publication of her latest novel, the wonderful "The Wedding Proposal", here's a guest post from my good friend (and excellent writer) Sue Moorcroft.

Sue's planning wall for "The Wedding Proposal" (in the early stages)

We were made to plan all the joy and fun out of our fiction at school so in my early books, in reaction, I indulged in rambling my way through my plot, then going back and cutting out all the stuff I didn’t need. It worked but it was inefficient.

The week that I wrote 5000 words on Monday and only had 2000 of them left by Friday made me revise my working practices! Having had my eyes opened to the function of planning, I plan each novel more than the last.

When I began to write The Wedding Proposal I knew it was to be a reunion book. I love reading them and I’d touched on that kind of scenario in a novella already. I like the idea of old flames smouldering till they reignite.

What I hadn’t realised is that I would have to plot the backstory in almost as much detail as the frontstory. I had to ensure that Elle and Lucas parted for good reasons but that they wouldn’t get in the way of them ever getting back together. It would have been easy to have one of them cheat, for example – but why would the injured party ever forgive the transgressor? I needed to know where Elle was at various points in the timeline (and timelines are not my best thing), and why. I needed to know what was happening with a couple of other characters, too, and how their stories impacted upon Elle’s. Even further back, I needed to know how Elle and Lucas met the first time and why/when she got on the wrong side of his parents. This was all in addition to the normal stuff of having strands come together and what’s happening off stage that’s suddenly going to collide with the main narrative thrust.

I’m not great at first drafts. The first 10,000 words are usually OK but the potential for not being able to keep all my plates spinning increases along with the wordcount. I often rely on knowing my characters so well that what they do comes naturally and I only need to know major plot points, their conflicts and goals, their histories, what will pull them together and/or push them apart before I begin. This time, it was obvious that this ‘compost heap’ planning wasn’t going to work.

I began plotting via sticky notes. It worked well. I could shift the notes about, group them together, have the story arc going left to right and deepening of conflict running top to bottom. Had I been organised enough to buy different coloured stickies I could have colour-coded. I had a separate part of the wall for things that might happen, for if I found a slack moment in the plot.

Then I went to work in Wales for a week and I wanted to take my stickies with me, so I got two A3-sized pieces of cardboard and transferred my notes to them. In that process I streamlined the plot – I was probably half way through the first draft anyway – and reordered a few things. It made me think clearly and economically about what I absolutely needed.

I used tape and staples at this point, as I knew I was going to have to carry my boards across a car park, and slid my boards into a big black bin liner so that none could get away.

Eventually, the first draft was written and I had the base material to check that everything that should have happened had happened (except for one loose end, as pointed out by my eagle-eyed beta reader, Mark West!).

Would I use this process again? Yes. It worked for me. It was visual. It kept my plates spinning rather than crashing to the ground.

Thanks for hosting me on your blog, Mark. And for finding my missing scene.

The Wedding Proposal

Can a runaway bride stop running?

Elle Jamieson is an unusually private person, in relationships as well as at work – and for good reason. But when she’s made redundant, with no ties to hold her, Elle heads off to a new life in sunny Malta.

Lucas Rose hates secrets – he prides himself on his ability to lay his cards on the table and he expects nothing less from others. He’s furious when his summer working as a divemaster is interrupted by the arrival of Elle, his ex, all thanks to his Uncle Simon’s misguided attempts at matchmaking.

Forced to live in close proximity, it’s hard to ignore what they had shared before Lucas’s wedding proposal ended everything they had. But then an unexpected phone call from England allows Lucas a rare glimpse of the true Elle. Can he deal with Elle’s hidden past when it finally comes to light?

Sue Moorcroft writes romantic novels of dauntless heroines and irresistible heroes. Is this Love? was nominated for the Readers’ Best Romantic Read Award. Love & Freedom won the Best Romantic Read Award 2011 and Dream a Little Dream was nominated for a RoNA in 2013. Sue received three nominations at the Festival of Romance 2012, and is a Katie Fforde Bursary Award winner. She’s a past vice chair of the RNA and editor of its two anthologies.

Sue also writes short stories, serials, articles, writing ‘how to’ and is a competition judge and creative writing tutor. 

Sue’s latest book The Wedding Proposal is available as an ebook from 4 August 2014 and as a paperback from 8 September.

Website www.suemoorcroft.com. 

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Never Tear Us Apart

It's Friday.

I like INXS.

I like "Never Tear Us Apart".

Hey, it's INXS Friday!

The "Soul" version (which has a nice and loose, demo-ey feel to it)

Live at Wembley, July 1991. I was at this gig, it was bloody brilliant. 

 And now for something completely different...

This is the Stringspace Orchestra, who are based in Sydney - I like this.

"Never Tear Us Apart" featured on the 1987 KICK album and was released as a single in August 1988, reaching number 24 in the UK charts.

The song was originally designed as a blues number in the style of Fats Domino until Chris Thomas, the producer, suggested a synth-based arrangement instead.

Music by Andrew Farriss, lyrics by Michael Hutchence.

First review of "Drive" is in...

...and, thankfully, it's a great one from Jim Mcleod from The Ginger Nuts Of Horror.

Drive  is a  welcome addition to the hard, fast paced genre of british Noir.  It is a tightly written novella that goes from 0 - 60 at a breakneck speed.  This is a simple yet highly gripping story of a good guy, a dame in distress and gang of nasty bad boys.

The full review can be read here at the GNoH site.

If you're interested (here's the sales pitch), the book (print and ebook) can be pre-ordered from the Pendragon Press website.

Edge-Lit 3, Derby, 19th July 2014

It was pouring with rain as I parked up at the Assembly Rooms car park in the centre of Derby.  I’d been here once before, almost ten years ago, to celebrate the graduation of my sister but it was to be my first experience of the Edge-Lit festival (now in its third year), held at The Quad.  I got signed in and made my way up to the first floor (the Con was set over the first and second floors), saw Peter Coleborn, Jan Edwards and Mike Chinn, said hello to them and then Jay Eales & Selina Lock arrived, then Andrew Reid came over, his lovely daughter shyly clinging to him.  Steve Harris and John Travis turned up, closely followed by Phil Sloman and James Everington and so that was our Andromeda gang all assembled.  Since we were clogging the stairwell - and Rod Rees passed by, on his way to his panel - we moved and saw Chris Teague setting up the Pendragon Press stall.  My novella “Drive” was supposed to be launching but, as is often the way, there’s a slight delay but he was taking pre-orders (which apparently went well, as the day wore on).  Standing with Chris was Ross Warren, so I introduced him to the rest and we all went down to the ground floor café for both a respite from the heat and a much needed drink.  Crowded around a little table, we then had the kind of writers-together conversation that makes a Con for me, with all of us comparing rejection horror stories (as James points out in his great blog on the event, it was like the scene from “Jaws” when they compare scars).

me, Alison Davies, James Everington, Phil Sloman

We went upstairs to watch Simon Clark mostly shave Theresa Derwin’s hair off (for the Breast Cancer Research Campaign) and I then bumped into Alison Davies, who I haven’t seen in ages (several FCon’s ago, in fact) - she looked well, we caught up with each others lives and it was really good to see her.  By now, it was lunchtime so we rounded up the troops - now with Richard Farren Barber - and headed out for something to eat.  Passing the Acropolis café, which each one of us mentioned without apparently hearing anyone else say it - and working on my decade-old knowledge of the town centre - managed to not find anywhere we wanted to eat.  Wandering back, someone (I don’t know who it was) suggested the Acropolis so - amongst the pensioner specials (and yes, each of us said “I don’t want a pensioner”) - we ate and chatted and laughed and had a nice time.  James and Phil left early, for their reading and we took our time but went to the Knightwatch Press launch and listened to the readings.  It was the first time for both Phil and James and they did really well, the game raised by the wonderful K. T. Davis who is clearly a born performer.

the lunch crew (from left - Richard Farren Barber, Steve Harris, John Travis, me, Ross Warren).
Acropolis cafe not pictured

Back in the foyer, Johnny Mains was at a signing table with Conrad Williams, so we had a chat, grabbed a photo with Peter Coleborn and Pixie Puddin and Johnny showed me a huge stash of paperbacks he’d picked up from a stall in the market.  I left my stuff with Steve (who was sequestered in the café) and followed Johnny through to the Eagle Market, talking about his Pan Book Of Horror Stories Scrapbook (which has since finished successfully) along the way.

left to right - Peter Coleborn, Conrad Williams, me, Pixie Puddin, Johnny Mains

Eagle Books was brilliant - a cube of a stall and filled to bursting with books, Johnny & I were in our element.  I went through the horror box, picked up a load of stuff and then checked out the rest of the place.  Johnny found a Corgi Books shelf sign and bought that - which took the owner by surprise - and it was like standing inside a very well organised, however chaotic it might have looked, treasure trove.  As we were leaving, Johnny asked if we’d been good business - sadly, the old boy told us we mostly were business.  “Since the Kindle,” he said, looking at the filled shelves, “nobody buys books much any more.”  What a sad and sobering situation, from a bloke who clearly loved being a bookseller.  So if you’re in Derby at any time, go to the Eagle Market and support that stall!

Outside Eagle Books (look at those shelves!) with Johnny Mains and his Corgi Books sign

My stash from Eagle Books

On our way back it began to rain, then it began to thunder.  Outside the venue, a carnival was in full swing and nothing - rain, thunder or lightning - put those dancers off.  Johnny was off to a panel, so I showed off my purchases (and met Paul M. Feeney, who’d joined our group) and then headed up to the “What An Editor Really Wants” panel which Conrad Williams was moderating and sat with Richard, who was already in there.  We stayed on for the raffle, Chris Teague joined us and we waited, with bated breath, hoping for another Andromeda-One-style whitewash.  It wasn’t to be, sadly, though I picked up a whole stack of SF Masterworks books and John Travis also exchanged his Hitchikers Hardbacks with me.

The Derby Dhansak Daredevils
(left to right - James Everington, Richard Farren Barber, Ross Warren, Chris Teague, John Travis, me, Paul M. Feeney, Steve Harris)

By now it was getting on for seven and thoughts turned to dinner.  Following the Brum Balti Balls-up (at Andromeda One, when the four of us - me, Steve, Phil and James - couldn’t find a curry house in Birmingham), James had already located a venue and so, after saying goodbye to Phil who had to go and catch his train, we set off.  The venue wasn’t close, it wasn’t really even nearby but it did give us a chance to chat as we walked (and James & I discovered that Paul, who we’d badgered to come along, wasn’t as close to the Con as we’d thought but, in fact, lived in Berwick On Tweed!  Oops, sorry Paul).  The restaurant was nice but pricey, upstairs was decadently decorated and highly air-conditioned and we took over a table for eight and had a fine old time.  We discussed writing, books, films, gave away spoilers (I was talking about NOS4R2 and Richard, sitting next to me, hadn’t read it so I got him to look away but he still saw the move I made pertaining to one characters fate - a gesture that re-appeared several times during the meal) and it was perfect, just what a curry run at a Con should be, a bunch of like-minded mates talking about what they love.

We finally got away for about 9.30 and discovered we’d all parked in the Assembly Rooms car park, so we paid for our tickets (all different prices), tried to finish conversations, made plans for FCon and said our goodbyes.

It was a good Con (I’m definitely up for Edge-Lit 4), in a good location and the day was helped by great company.  Brilliant fun.

The Pan Book Of Horror Stories Scrapbook

In general, I like the idea of Kickstarter and I've contributed to a few causes in the past - the last being the successful Morph one - and here's another I'm supporting, which has less than three days to go.

As a kid, in an experience shared by many of my horror loving friends, myr first experience of this wonderful genre was finding old Pan paperbacks on Dad's bookshelves and looking at the cheerfully gruesome covers, daring myself to read what lay inside.  As the years went by, I moved on to Stephen King and Clive Barker et al and left the Pan books behind, though I did pick up the revamp of the series that Stephen Jones and David Sutton edited.

My friend Johnny Mains is an authority on the Pan series and he's set up a Kickstarter fund to create the "Pan Book Of Horror Stories Scrapbook".  He's passionate about the subject and a dogged and determined researcher, so I'm convinced he'll do an excellent job of this.

Here's the press/Kickstarter release...

A complete history of The Pan Book of Horror Stories, the infamous anthology series which ran from 1959-1989.

THE PAN BOOK OF HORROR STORIES SCRAPBOOK will be the result of 5 years in-depth research into this series which has haunted and thrilled me since I was thirteen years old.

The funds collected for this book will be put towards the following things:
* There is still some more research needed and people to interview
* Getting a high quality artist to do the book cover and illustrations.
* Paying for a professional proof reader.
* High-res scanning of artwork, photos, letters etc.

Printing of the actual books which will be to the highest standards available.

The cult of the Pan Horrors continues to fascinate, more than 55 years after they were first published and 25 years after the last volume hit the shelves. This book aims to publish the definitive history of the series, its editors, its authors - with as much information and paperwork that I've been able to gather together since 2009.

I've still got a lot of work to do on it, so have given myself the publication date of December 2015. It's a bit of a wait, but I'm working on this on my own, and have a full time job plus editing the Best British Horror series for Salt Publishing.

I'm the only person I know of bonkers enough to attempt a book such as this, and the main reason I want to do it is so I can be the first person to read it!

This will be a book for any fan of horror, its authors, the history of publishing, social history in a wider context and how a gentleman called Herbert van Thal created a series of books which has been ingrained into the national psyche.

If you'd like to support the project, all the details can be found on the Kickstarter site here


ADDENDUM:
The project was fully funded on the evening of Thursday 17th July, though Johnny has said that all additional funds will go into making the final book "even better!"  This is, clearly, great news.

The Mystery Of The Dancing Devil, by William Arden

Since 2014 marks the fiftieth anniversary of The Three Investigators being published, I thought it’d be enjoyable to re-read and compile my Top 10 (which might be subject to change in years to come, of course).  I previously read all 30 of the original series from 2008 to 2010 (a reading and reviewing odyssey that I blogged here), but this time I will concentrate on my favourite books and try to whittle the best ten from that.

So here we go.

Collins Hardback First Edition (printed in 1977 and never re-printed), cover art by Roger Hall

A horrendous being stood on top of the dune.  Vast and shaggy, with long horns, blazing red slit-eyes and rows of jagged teeth that glowed like fire, the creature was totally evil.

"What is it?" Pete quavered.

Before Bob or Jupe would answer, the demonic figure began to move slowly towards them...

The Three Investigators have been called in to investigate some bizarre thefts.  To late, they realise that their adversary is no flesh-and-blood thief, but a terrifying supernatural spirit known as the Dancing Devil...

internal illustration from the Collins/Armada
editions, by Roger Hall

A bizarre series of thefts have been perpetrated on Pete Crenshaw’s block and the Three Investigators are hired by his neighbour’s daughter Winifred (for 50c) to find her missing doll.  Setting a trap on a chill, foggy evening they not only discover the crook but also a terrifying apparation, allowing the criminal to escape.  Finding his location, though the clever use of Jupe’s walkie-talkie, they discover all of the stolen goods but also run into the Dancing Devil, a monster who appears to them on the beach.  Jupe correctly deduces that the criminal is looking for something that he hasn’t yet found and declares the case has just begun but what is the thief looking for - and what connection does he have to the horror of the Dancing Devil?

This is William (Dennis Lynds) Arden’s seventh entry in the series and I thought it was a great read.  Taking place solely in Rocky Beach - as did Arden’s last book, The Mystery Of The Dead Man’s Riddle - and giving us a whole new set of locations to imagine, this makes good use of the town and adds the story a nice flavour.  Opening on Pete’s street and staying close by for several chapters, it brings a touch of realism to a tale that, it has to be said, needs to be sometimes taken with a pinch of salt.  Now I like pulpy action, I like twinges of horror in my mysteries and so I loved the whole Dancing Devil (the spirit/demon/man, rather than the statue) concept (especially how people accept its existence) but I can see that others might have problems with it though who could deny that “The Dancing Devil of Batu Khan, dated 1241AD and inscribed ‘To the Exalted Khan of the Golden Horde’” isn’t a touch of brilliance.

With an interesting cast of characters - the boys are superbly written, with nice interplay and some smart touches of humour - from the ratty looking thief (who is only ever seen from a distance, his wearing a cape whilst trying to look inconspicuous another nod to pulp), to the mystery man with rimless glasses, from Andy the good-natured drifter to Jim Clay, son of businessman H P Clay who provides the MacGuffin for the tale and local bully Frankie Bender, great use of locations (especially the beach and canyons at night) and a neat little mystery, this is almost perfectly constructed.  On the downside, I felt that the middle section reminded me somewhat of Arden’s earlier The Secret Of Phantom Lake (with the curio shop and getting trapped on a boat), but that’s a minor niggle.

It’s tightly written, as is typical of Arden and full of twists and turns and with some stand-out set pieces along the way - Pete’s block at the start, the cave, the Demon on the beach.  Well paced, well constructed and damned good fun, this is a great entry to the series and I highly recommend it.

Armada format B paperback (printed between 1980 and 1982), cover art by Peter Archer

The internal illustrations for the UK edition were drawn by Roger Hall.

Thanks to Ian Regan for the artwork (you can see more at his excellent Cover Art database here)

INXS - 21 years on from Get Out Of The House

This Sunday (July 13th) marks the 21st anniversary of me & Alison going to see INXS play the DeMontfort Hall in Leicester as part of their "Get Out Of The House Tour".

I wrote about this extensively last year (click here for the post - which seems to have gone down well), so I won't go into the where's and whyfore's of the tour, or the gig (check the post for that) but I'll share some music instead.

This was shot on the tour, in Glasgow on July 9th (4 days before I saw them) and whilst the sound isn't brilliant, it does give you a great sense of the experience and features two of my favourite songs.


Here they are, performing KICK in California, 1988


And performing "The Stairs" (one of my favourite songs) at Summer XS, Wembley, the first time I ever saw them live (and in a weird coincidence, that was also on the 13th of July, but in 1991).

* I know it's not the 13th today, but it fits with the "INXS Friday" tag and I get to make the rules on my blog, so there you go!

Drive, the novella book trailer

This is the book trailer for my forthcoming novella "Drive", due to launch at the Edge-Lit 3 convention in Derby, Saturday 19th July. Published by Pendragon Press, it will be available as a limited (to 100 copies) edition paperback (which will contain an exclusive afterword) and unlimited ebook, across platforms.

“Drive takes you for a journey down the darkest alleyways of human savagery.  

A fast paced, high tension thriller that delivers on all fronts....”

- Jim Mcleod, The Ginger Nuts Of Horror

"Drive is a gripping, tense urban noir with prose as tight as a snare drum..."
- Paul D. Brazill, Guns Of Brixton.

“Mark West writes the kind of fiction that gets under the skin where it lies dormant until you turn out the lights ...”

- Dave Jeffery, author of the Necropolis Rising series

The Rude Dude Films trailer is scored by gcw, who also produced the theme for my "What Gets Left Behind" chapbook trailer and who I interviewed here, last year.

He is releasing the music as part of the "Drive EP", which features this score, "What Gets Left Behind" and "Me" (a song from his next album).  The EP is now available to download on Bandcamp at this link - https://gcwmusic.bandcamp.com/album/drive

Thanks to Gary, again, for the great music, Jim and Dave for the blurbs and Chris for taking a chance on my dark tale.