Whyte Python World Tour
Read a review someplace, looked fun. Added it to a library list, and when one digital distributor didn’t have it, I looked elsewhere.
Walking into the store, in Austin, casual conversation about ages and music, I suggested some 80’s music. A knowing nod, and Van Halen cycled up, glam metal. Hair rock, whatever the current taxonomy, “That album came out about 1984? Before you were born?” The music fits with the fictional band the book is about. Same genre. “Hair metal.” Hairspray and eyeliner? Loud, raucous rock’n’roll?
Can actual wisdom be buried in (fictional) sex, drugs, and rock’n’roll? Hair metal?
Rhetorical question, not really a valid point of inquiry, but yes, hidden passages included life-affirming choices, and nuggets. I suppose, one must admit, there are similarities.
The story itself was fun, part coming-of-age tale, part Cold War thriller, set against the fall of the Berlin Wall.
And the dubious rise of glam-hair-whatever music.
Whyte Python World Tour
Fun book.
