Dry Sound

FORMAT CM 14X21

PAGES 288

BLACK AND WHITE

PAPERBACK.

NOVEL.

COVER BY MAURO CICARE'.

TRAIT D'UNION NECKLACE.

“I will hardly forget this trip.”

"I know."

“In this car the size of a cork.”

"I know."

“Will I see you again?”

“Anderson? Get the fuck out of my way!”

He got out of the car. He closed the door. He balled up the address and put it in a trash can. He straightened his jacket with a couple of brush strokes, and walked down the sidewalk to the yellow Rumors sign . The time for sophistries was over. The places for sophistries were over, too.

He grabbed the handle, bent it, and entered the room.

She can sing. He is a guitarist who plays Dry Sound, a mystical but marginalized style. Anderson takes advantage of the ride offered by Mr X.

Music aside, there is no affinity between the girl and the old bluesman, neither in style nor in intent. The rest of the story is made by the performance that brings them together again, but on the stage of Rumors , a venue specialized in live, on the border between Arizona and Mexico. The concert is a success.

But it is precisely this artistic mix that will unleash an unstoppable escalation of brutality, the unpredictable daughter of a cursed and unresolved past.