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Nightmare Fuel magazine interview /
Garth Jones first caught our attention when a story he wrote about Santa being brutally tortured landed in our inbox at Nightmare Fuel. 666-odd words later and we were hooked; written with a kind of perverse glee and pace that matched the heartbeat of its victim, it was one of the standout stories from our Violent Night collection in 2022.
Growing up in Broken Hill but now based in Meanjin (Brisbane), Jones may be Australia’s answer to Hunter S. Thompson, if Hunter actually knuckled down and got serious about drugs, drink and depravity.
An ‘occult rock ‘n roll black comedy that cruises outback highways, dive pub toilets and the scabby upper echelons of society in the Republic of Australia’, Jones’ most recent work Home Brewed, Vampire Bullets Vol. 2 is a 116-page meticulous lesson in the art of wordplay. It’s slick, switchblade sharp and smutty enough to make you blush – and just when society thinks they have a moment to unclench their pearls, he goes and tells us he’s about to unleash Volume 3.
We had a chat with Jones to find out more about Home Brewed, Vampire Bullets series and his quest to spread the mongrel punk gospel…
Read the full interview here.
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EXCERPT – DR LARA CAIN GRAY REVIEWS HOME BREWED /
Consider my gob well and truly smacked – this review knocked me on my arse and then some. Read the full thing here while I retire to my fainting couch.
“Comparisons elsewhere have been to Hunter S Thompson and Tom Robbins. I see shades of John Birmingham, Mad Max and Spinal Tap. This is grotty, grimy, larrikin smut. Unapologetically vulgar, it takes anything you thought of as taboo and throws it in your face while it flips you the finger. If you don’t own any pearls, now’s the time to pick some up. You’ll be clutching tight.
So, why the heck is little miss picture book librarian so into it? I can see why you might ask. I might not seem like the target audience for a series that reads like Russell Mulcahy took acid and had a fight with the Urban Dictionary, but this is actually one delicious read. It’s funny, anarchic, original and ridiculous. When I first read Volume One, I described it to a friend as a palate cleanser. I have a pretty eclectic TBR, but a lot of it is worthy, literary, cautiously crafted and market-focussed tomes that frankly get a bit same-y sometimes. It’s so healthy to be shocked out of your reading routine…“
As I said, read the lot here.
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home brewed, vol two: out january 30 /
RENDITIONED @ NIGHTMARE FUEL MAGAZINE /
The very last things you remember:
The bitter backwash of cinnamon crumbs and whiskey, a furnace in your gut.
The sinister chime of a child’s laughter.
A scrawled note charring black as light is snuffed.
The very first thing you hear, ground coal and static:
“Wake him.”
The second:
Clarion bells, amplified to cataclysm, a vibrational assault that stuns you alert, threatening your organs with liquefaction, bones pulp and jelly.
The bells bring immediate, unfathomable pain, furious seams of amber congealing as vision returns.
Before you, your dulled reflection, upturned. Black blood threads your wild beard, above which collapsing eye sockets trend fused and purple…
Read the lot here.
