Bent Met police detective DI Frederick Street rules as the Sheriff of Shoreditch who loves shaking down the street goons he arrests. Elvis Street is the son who cannot stand his father for being the balls-out crook he caught in bed with his girl. Elvis wants to take Frederick down and end him forever. Neither father or son realises how much the other understands what controls them. Neither father or son will ever back down. Night Time Cool is the story of why?
I would like to thank the author and blog tour organiser for the ARC in return for honest review.
Well this was a very different read for me, not the setting or the type of characters, but the style of the writing. It felt very off beat, more like the type of street talk I hear on the bus, than your traditional format narrative. In fact the writing felt like it was being written to the beat of a rap song, very quick and sharp, rather than descriptive flowing. That’s not bad, it’s different and orginal. It’s reflects an urban street life that many of us have no real experience of and gives the book an edgy realism that is enjoyable.
The story is littered sex and drugs and the writer reflects a world where violence breeds violence. There is humour there to, because it is often found in the darkest of places and them without losing the edginess that gives this book its unique feel.
The characters are oddly edearing, even though the actions might shock. I’m not sure why I liked them, but I did, I think because they reflected a gritty underworld I have no experience off and they felt real.
I think this book will continue to give me cause for thought for a while. It’s entertaining without doubt and I recommend you don’t be out off the very different beat of the writing, but give it a chance. I think you’ll find it rewarding if you do.
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About the author.
Jamie Paradise writes all his stuff in a darkened mansion filled with the cadavers of ancestors The Observer says of Night Time Cool: “Paradise conveys the sheer thrill of partying beautifully; he writes of a piece of music that: ‘It wailed, it reprised, it was a choral hymn a kaleidoscopic, sensate burst of everything right now…'” Simon Mayo’s Books of the Year podcast: “Like John Niven, Jake Arnott – I really enjoyed it – very much worth your time.” Mail on Sunday: “A punchy streetwise caper, packed with memorable characters.”