David Quantick Bücher

Beck Hansens unermüdlicher Drang nach Experimenten hat ihn dazu geführt, Musik zu schaffen, die mit Rap, Folk, Blues, Country und Dance-Sounds durchzogen ist – ein Eklektizismus, der ihm sowohl Lob als auch Kritik eingebracht hat. „Loser“ aus seinem ersten Album, Mellow Gold, machte ihn bekannt und ist die einzige unabhängige Platte, die jemals in den US-Charts unter die Top 10 gelangte. Er gewann an Popularität mit unvergesslichen Songs wie „Where It’s At“ und „The New Pollution“ aus seinem zweiten Album, Odelay, sowie „Sexx Laws“ aus Midnite Vultures, seinem aktuellsten Werk. Beck hat die Slacker-Persönlichkeit und jede Konformität zum Mainstream hinter sich gelassen und bringt etwas Authentisches in die amerikanische Musikszene.

Your partner has just crossed into his 35/40/45/50s, and it's clear he’s not as interested in Emmerdale anymore. He’s started dressing like Jeremy Clarkson, hoisting his jeans higher, and has invested in a home gym endorsed by George Clooney. You’ve noticed the arrival of Harley Davidson brochures in discreet brown envelopes, and he seems to be sucking in his beer gut when chatting with his teenage secretary. His grey sideburns are now suspiciously brownish-black, a telltale sign of hair dye, and you catch him rummaging through your face cream in the morning. Ladies, beware—the male menopause has arrived. This is the mid-life crisis phase, where your partner might secretly stash a Scalextric track in the attic, buy an electric guitar, and insist on playing "Smoke On The Water" for the cat at all hours. Suddenly, he’s unashamedly enthusiastic about everything, coming home weekly with new obsessions. Dangerous Men don’t just cook—they COOK, splurging on truffles that cost $400 for one, insisting they must be from the right region of France, and serving them with blowfish, inspired by a James Bond DVD you found in the Sunday paper.

Following the phenomenal success of Grumpy Old Men , and Grumpy Old Men on Holiday , the guru of grump, David Quantick, takes a stand for miserable slobs everywhere against the self-help motivational mafia and keep-fit claptrap. The ultimate in stress-relief for the 21st-Century Grouch. Are you an irritable, crabby, cantankerous, malcontented old grump? Well relax, because you're not alone. Do you feel that the best way to cleanse your aura is to have trains that run on time, rather than "detoxing" with soybean-curd and shots of wheat germ, and that banning novelty mobile phone ring-tones would balance your chakras better than a course of crystal and hot-stones healing? If it is an intolerance of other people, rather than glucose, that gives you irritable bowel syndrome, and a gin and tonic soothes your karma better than ginseng and tofu ever could, then this book is for you. Apathetic malcontents unite! It's time to roll up your yoga mats and use as draft excluders, line the cat's litter tray with your organic, macrobiotic muesli, put your feet up on your "abs-crunching" exercise ball and make only one Resolution for the New to be grumpier and more bloody miserable than ever.

"David Quantick is one of the best kept secrets in the world of writing. He's smart, funny and unique. You should let yourself in on the secret." - Neil Gaiman From Emmy-Award winning author David Quantick, Night Train is a science-fiction horror story like no other. A woman wakes up, frightened and alone. The room shaking and jumping like it's alive. The noise is terrifying. Where is she? Stumbling through a door, she realizes she is on a train carriage. A carriage full of the dead. A personal hell unfolding in an apocalyptic future. This is NIGHT TRAIN. A terrifying ride set on a driverless locomotive, heading for a collision somewhere in the endless night. How did the woman get here? Who is she? And who are the dead? As our heroine makes her way through the train trying to find out what happened to her, she meets a former strongman, a trained killer, and a collection of strange and terrifying creatures. Each step takes her closer to finding out the secret of the Night Train.