The Ice Boat

The Ice Boat

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***For a limited time, you can get THREE THRILLERS - FREE - click here to find out more g ow.ly/t6L4R (just copy and paste the bold text link into your browser)*** Get both Volume I and Volume II of The Ice Boat in one book at an incredible saving! The Abba-like cleanness of Stockholm was getting to him. He wanted to piss against a wall. With plenty of drugs, sex and rock and roll; The Ice Boat is a modern rock and roll odyssey. Dave has almost got it all; with a rock star lifestyle, romance and a nice flat in London, he almost has the happiness he has worked for all his life. But his reluctance to compromise in love takes him away from London to disaster in Rio de Janeiro. Losing his identity, and his heart, to a scheming Brazilian siren, he manages to evade the corrupt music biz sharks and ends up living with three prostitutes in Amsterdam. This book navigates the seedy underbelly of the music world like a nuclear submarine; magic mushrooms, cocaine, romantic pornography, pop culture freaks, toilet sex, public sex and laughing in the face of death all put in a glimmering appearance in this edgy, international road thriller. Full of suspense and unresolved emotions, The Ice Boat is a real 20th Century odyssey that will have you laughing and crying. Somewhere between Ken Kesey or Jack Kerouaca€™s On the Road and Nick Kenta€™s Apathy for the Devil, ita€™s like a kind of two fingers up to those who mock real creativity and innocence in the performing arts. Includes Chapter One of both the occult thriller Ordo Lupus and the Temple Gate AND Too Bright the Sun. Categories: fiction, thriller, pop culture, rock lifestyle, fun, comedy, racy, mountain, small town, suburban, urban. Sample A few days later Barbie told him the details about his meeting with the man for the passport. He was to go to a cafAc, order a whisky and wait for a woman who would ask him for a light. He was to say, a€œI love you, a€ and she would reply, a€œI love you too.a€ He had to be there between eleven and twelve. He was to go alone. The a€˜going alonea€™ bit worried him, especially as the bar was in an unfamiliar part of town but Barbie reassured him so he went. He and the woman exchanged pass phrases and she told him to go to another bar a few blocks away, ask for an orange juice, and wait for a man. The man would say, a€œAphrodisiac, a€ and he should say, a€œOnly for monkeys.a€ He was amused by all this secrecy but understood its need and soon found himself talking to a neatly dressed business man with a suitcase, scarf and a silky-smooth voice. a€œHello. So what can I do for you?a€ He explained, and the man asked for the photograph which Barbie had told him to bring and half the money, 1300 Guilders, which he had also brought. Dave watched possessively when the money disappeared into the mana€™s pocket. a€œOkay. This is no joke. Do you understand?a€ a€œYes.a€ a€œOkay. The passport will be ready in two weeksa€™ time. You will have der rest of the money then?a€ a€œNo. Three weeks will be okay though.a€ a€œOkay. Barbie will tell you where to go.a€ a€œThanks.a€ a€œNo problem. Order another drink, a pint, and drink it all slowly, before you leave.a€ He got up and left. Dave ordered the drink, drank it and went home nervous and apprehensive. a€œHow did it go, a€ asked Barbie, curiously. a€œOh okay. Thanks Barbie.a€ a€œThata€™s okay.a€ She made no further effort to talk to him, but smiled sweetly. The next two weeks were painful. The girls only spoke to him when necessary and it was quite clear that they had closed ranks against him. He was deeply angry at the injustice of it but also felt something like hatred for Barbie. He suspected she was to blame although he didna€™t show it. He was starting to think about moving on. He hadna€™t intended to, at least for the last couple of months. a€œI never intended to stay anyway, a€ he told himself. Dave made several attempts to establish himself independently of the girls and even to prove his worth to them and to himself. He went to see another film, a€˜Showgirlsa€™, with the intention of chatting up the blonde girl who he guessed worked at the ticket office. Dave smiled at her, and said, a€œHi, a€ when he bought the ticket. He waited outside afterwards, sipping a plastic cup of coffee, waiting for her to have a break. He had no idea if shea€™d remember him or not from the previous visits, but it seemed that she did. He knew that the film wasna€™t a romantic one, and it would hardly look good. But since he hadna€™t known if shea€™d be there he flattered himself that he thought it was more important to enjoy himself than to chat her up. He was lucky, and after his second coffee she came out for a fag. She smiled, and he smiled back. She said something in Dutch, which he didna€™t understand. a€œIa€™m English, a€ he replied. a€œAh. I asked if you were vating for someone.a€ a€œNo, a€ he said. He wondered if he should add, a€˜Only youa€™, but felt it was too obvious. a€œJust enjoying being out in the sun, a€ he added. a€œYes. Summer is here.a€ Her long, blonde hair was blowing in the gentle breeze and as he looked at her face, thinking how pretty she was, she looked directly at him. He could see from her eyes that she was already on the defensive. He felt that his lifeline to a life of any substance had become a single thread and that to anyone looking he must have looked like a puppet on a very thin string. Perhaps his desperation showed through. Like a climber lunging desperately for something to grab hold of, he asked, a€œAre you from Amsterdam?a€ a€œNo, a€ she laughed. a€œI am from Nurway.a€ a€œAh. Ita€™s beautiful there.a€ a€œYes it is. Very.a€ Now hea€™d got her going, she was very happy to talk about her home, and he was happy to at least have a conversation. a€œWell. I must go back in now, a€ she said, stamping her butt into the ground. a€œBye bye!a€ a€œYes. Bye, a€ he said, looking into the distance. Yes. Scandinavia sounded attractive to him. He was reminded of a conversation in the bar a couple of months before with a German man who had just arrived after one year in Sweden and had liked it there. a€œClean, a€ hea€™d said. a€œAnd the women.a€ He whistled. As the sound of the country effervesced inside him, Dave started seeing himself walking in clean, green fields with a beautiful Swedish girl beside him. *** Now Dave was in a crowded bar, not far from his original meeting place with the man about the passport. The silky-voiced man beckoned him to the toilet. In a cubicle, behind a closed door, the man took the rest of his money and handed Dave a manila envelope stiff from its contents. a€œLook at it then?a€ the man prompted Dave, who was just staring at the envelope. Dave looked closely at the fake documents, before handing over the rest of the money. They looked very authentic and it felt good to have some sort of I.D. again. He replaced the document in the envelope. a€œDona€™t open it again until you are well away from here, a€ the man whispered. a€œHave one more drink and then leave.a€ On the way back, Dave had the strange urge to walk around the red-light district for a while. He felt more in-control of his life with the passport pressing against his thigh and wanted to enjoy the moment. He looked at the front of a sex shop and the girls in their glass cages. He was looking for something, but quickly realized he wouldna€™t find it here. He wandered away from the tinsel-brightness of the clubs and brothels, back towards Mojoa€™s.Dave was in the music. The words and sounds danced around him like fireflies. ... Fast timbales followed by the frame-drum and then a weird sound of an alto-sax playing bizarre and haunting, descending scales. a#39;This is my favourite track, a#39;anbsp;...


Title:The Ice Boat
Author: Lazlo Ferran
Publisher:Lazlo Ferran - 2014-03-23
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