Nowhere Near An Angel
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The filth and the fury…
During the long, hot summer of 1976 sixteen year-old Rob Swann decides to kill himself. Then, on a tinny transistor radio, he hears the Sex Pistols for the first time and it changes everything.
Over a quarter of a century later, Rob is a man with a colourful past. Ex-punk, drug addict, gangster and jailbird, he has finally put his troubled life behind him and is enjoying a settled, law-abiding, carefree existence. Then one day he meets and befriends the enigmatic Suzi – at which point everything begins to unravel.
Who is Suzi? Simply a vindictive young woman or some vengeful phantom from his past. And who or what is not merely taking his life apart piece by piece, but undermining his memories, seemingly punishing him for past misdemeanours which he cannot even recall? As he is pulled ever deeper into a murky underworld he thought he had long ago managed to leave behind, Rob is haunted not only by the fact that nothing is what it seems, but also by the horrifying prospect that he himself is not, nor ever was, the person he believed himself to be.
During the long, hot summer of 1976 sixteen year-old Rob Swann decides to kill himself. Then, on a tinny transistor radio, he hears the Sex Pistols for the first time and it changes everything.
Over a quarter of a century later, Rob is a man with a colourful past. Ex-punk, drug addict, gangster and jailbird, he has finally put his troubled life behind him and is enjoying a settled, law-abiding, carefree existence. Then one day he meets and befriends the enigmatic Suzi – at which point everything begins to unravel.
Who is Suzi? Simply a vindictive young woman or some vengeful phantom from his past. And who or what is not merely taking his life apart piece by piece, but undermining his memories, seemingly punishing him for past misdemeanours which he cannot even recall? As he is pulled ever deeper into a murky underworld he thought he had long ago managed to leave behind, Rob is haunted not only by the fact that nothing is what it seems, but also by the horrifying prospect that he himself is not, nor ever was, the person he believed himself to be.