| Author: | Chad Peery | ISBN: | 9781458032614 |
| Publisher: | Chad Peery | Publication: | April 4, 2009 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition | Language: | English |
| Author: | Chad Peery |
| ISBN: | 9781458032614 |
| Publisher: | Chad Peery |
| Publication: | April 4, 2009 |
| Imprint: | Smashwords Edition |
| Language: | English |
It's 1999, the year we were supposed to party, and with Smoking Jimi, former rock musician Chad Peery (Steppenwolf, Bob Welch) cooks up one wild, 90's-flavored road adventure stuffed with enough sex, drugs, rock-n-roll, and over-the-top perversion to satisfy any craving. The recipe begins with Brad Wilson, a heart-broken, down-on-his-luck photographer who was once the guitarist and leader of a 70's band with a single hit record. Add to that the crooked manager who disappeared with their money and got the band blacklisted; stir in the bassist, who is now a monk at a hermitage; and then oh-so-carefully blend in the crazy drummer, a recluse living in a mountain cabin bristling with guns and posters. Broil these road warriors inside the gilded oven of an obscenely wealthy and highly perverse South American eccentric, and you have a full-flavored road adventure that starts off like a slow blues, and finishes with a full-blast, volume-on-11, head-thrashing, smash-the-guitars ending. So, Bunky, the van's ready to roll-- are you coming?
It's 1999, the year we were supposed to party, and with Smoking Jimi, former rock musician Chad Peery (Steppenwolf, Bob Welch) cooks up one wild, 90's-flavored road adventure stuffed with enough sex, drugs, rock-n-roll, and over-the-top perversion to satisfy any craving. The recipe begins with Brad Wilson, a heart-broken, down-on-his-luck photographer who was once the guitarist and leader of a 70's band with a single hit record. Add to that the crooked manager who disappeared with their money and got the band blacklisted; stir in the bassist, who is now a monk at a hermitage; and then oh-so-carefully blend in the crazy drummer, a recluse living in a mountain cabin bristling with guns and posters. Broil these road warriors inside the gilded oven of an obscenely wealthy and highly perverse South American eccentric, and you have a full-flavored road adventure that starts off like a slow blues, and finishes with a full-blast, volume-on-11, head-thrashing, smash-the-guitars ending. So, Bunky, the van's ready to roll-- are you coming?
