| A Review of: Going to New Orleans by W. P. KinsellaHaving recently returned from New Orleans, I was anxious to read
this book, and in the sense that it provides a thorough tour of New
Orleans by day and night, I was not disappointed. One might say
that this book does for New Orleans what Midnight in the Garden of
Good and Evil did for Savannah. This short novel begins in Victoria,
BC, where horn player Lewis King lands a gig in New Orleans. He is
accompanied by his sexually voracious and indiscriminately promiscuous
girlfriend. The women in the novel are there for sexual purposes
only and are not developed as characters. There is lots of hot and
heavy sex, probably at least twenty male masturbatory fantasies are
fleshed out. Going to New Orleans is subtitled "a dirty
book", which would indicate that the author considers sex
dirty. King occasionally plays the trumpet to great acclaim, but
many odd things are going on, one of which is that a friend of his
from Canada appears and gets killed. One could attribute his death
to the DTs, as King consumes prodigious amounts of alcohol all his
waking hours. There is a bloody ending which may or may not be
hallucinatory. The cover is excruciatingly ugly, designed to scare
off potential readers. Tidler does something I've never seen before
and hope to never see again: he incorporates quotes from thirteen
famous, mainly southern authors including Capote, Rice, Percy, and
Tennessee Williams. The quotes are acknowledged at the end under
the heading Piracy, but all they do is show the author's inability
to come up with colorful and memorable words and phrases on his
own.
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