An infamous rag; not quite Lydia Lunch, and nowhere near the Marquis De Sade; yet it is a very dark book indeed. There’s love, erotica, music, movies, madness, and death of course. The poems are bitingly sensuous, drug hazed, irreverent and provocative. Hedonism beats loud in these pages - not one for the kiddies. "Needle goes in Blood comes out Hit goes in Pain comes out Rush comes in Tide goes out Days come in Nights go out…"