All you need to know: I read more books in a week than most people do all year. I'm also a writer. I'm a proud geek chick who loves power metal and chai lattes. I can do pretty good death metal growls with enough absinthe in my system.
There are six books in the series and they're all free. I figured with a title like "Metalrotica: The Wretched" it had to be at least worth checking out. Okay, this is an IR story, though there's going to be M/M and other pairings as the series continues. You've been warned. Not to mention the erstwhile bassist and our hero Corey considers himself pansexual.
Heavy Metal? Check.
The author got the feel of being at a metal show dead on. Most venues frown upon mosh pits (and considering the level of fuckwittery that I've experienced from idiots out to hurt people rather than have fun, it's a sane policy). For all that, B.L. Morticia obviously loves metal just as much as I do. Any author who knows who Gorgoroth are gets two \m/ \m/ from me. Yet I still can't envision what the band sounds like. Yes this is important, though the lead singer was likened to the awesome Ronnie James Dio (RIP). I would have liked a longer stage scene, but that's just me.
Interestingly enough, the love interests of Corey and his lead singer Nicholai are black women, and unlike a similar novel in which the heroine's ethnicity was maddeningly oblique, there's no guesswork here. It's refreshing because there are black metal fans and musicians--Alexis Brown of Straight Line Stitch, Lajon Witherspoon of Sevendust, and Diamond Rowe of Tetrarch--easily come to mind.
Poor Corey's at the horns of an enema (*grin* a Married With Children's Kelly Bundy line). He's stuck between a rock and his hard place, having fallen for Deborah, the black woman rock journalist, but wanting to boink his lead singer, as well as his lead singer's metal version of Olivia Pope, Renee. Unfortunately he's way in the closet so in order to not have any untoward questions about his masculinity, is on his way to sex up two typically busty blonde groupies. What's a poor pansexual guy supposed to do? Off to read the second book to find out.
Corey Patrick is the new bassist for the popular metal band, The Wretched. It's a dream come true, but not all's well in heavy metal paradise. Corey is pansexual--guys, girls, transfolk--it doesn't matter. Problem is, in the testosterone-fueled world of metal, heterosexuality is standard-operating procedure (Rob Halford notwithstanding). Unfortunately, Corey's got it bad for his lead singer, the charismatic Nicolai Zander--who apparently sounds like the late Ronnie James Dio and looks like Udo Dirkschneider of Accept. Add to that his infatuation with a black heavy metal journalist named Deborah and Nicolai's girlfriend Renee and what a tangled web he's weaved.
This short book isn't perfect, mainly mild grammatical errors, the most annoying one being the name of the band--are they "Wretched" or "The Wretched"--both names seemed to randomly appear. Where it scores big time is the quirky characters, especially Deborah and Renee, black chicks who love metal (just like me) as well as nailing the backstage and touring craziness dead-on (and I've seen some crazy stuff firsthand) I can only hope the rest of the series gets better.
Off to listen to some Maiden now!
I have been a fan of this series from the beginning and was fortunate enough to be asked by the author to beta read this newest installment of the Metalrotica series.
While there are a lot of rock n' roll-type romances/erotica out there, very few of them get the feel of what being a musician is really like, especially onstage and backstage. Fewer still evoke the sex, drugs and rock n' roll madness. This series is like listening to 'Ace of Spades' cranked to eleven. It's raw, raunchy, politically incorrect and a hell of a lot of fun. It's also written by someone who's been a part of the metal scene and knows how to bring this frenetic world to vivid life.
Now we get Nicolai's point of view. The lead singer of The Wretched is brash, foul-mouthed, driven and very very bi. The object of his affections besides his woman Renee, is Corey his bass player. Nicolai is utterly ruthless when it comes to getting what he wants. He reminds me of a cross between Udo Dirkschneider of Accept, Axl Rose and Rob Halford (and not for the obvious reason).
Yes, Metalrotica is good, trashy fun. Just like the Crue back in the day. Leave your inhibitions and your gray matter at the door, put on some Testament and enjoy the ride.
Whatever Nicolai wants, Nicolai gets. He wants his sexy bass player (who wants him too). He gets more than he bargained for. Wear asbestos gloves with this installment. If a hot guy getting pegged by his woman freaks you out, oh well, your loss! Sex, drugs and rock n' roll hasn't been this much fun and decadent since the Sunset Strip days. Renee could easily out Bobbi or Tawny as a metal video girl.
I love this series. I eat it up like a bar of Sea Salt Soiree and a maple bacon cupcake. If you like sex, drugs and metal, this series is perfect. It's raw, raunchy and a lot of fun. It's also FREE, so you really have nothing to lose.
Yes I beta read for the author, but that doesn't mean I'd let stuff slide. For all the raunch, this is solid writing. Nicolai, lead singer of The Wretched is a first-class asshole but I love him anyway. This is is story and he tells it all with a Lemmy Kilmeister-like glee. He's rock n' roll excess personnified and unapologetic with it. However, that saying be careful for what you wish for may be coming true for him in regards to the bass player of his dreams, Corey. Oh yes, Nicolai wants it all. He might get it, but what will it cost him?
B.L. Morticia is a metalhead. She KNOWS the scene firsthand. When it comes to writing about the metal scene, she's the benchmark by which other authors are judged.