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Here’s the pitch for my new book, available 9/15/15. The cover is by Rhonda Ratray. Like Head Cases on Facebook. More are jurgenfauth.com.

“Read the fucking book!” – Trey Anastasio

From the author of the historical thriller Kino, a “fast, complex, exhilarating roadster ride through history and time” (Frederick Barthelme) comes a gripping psychedelic mystery steeped in sex, drugs, and rock ’n’ roll.

When legendary improvisational rock band Phish returns to the stage after a five-year breakup, longtime fan and hardboiled hippie sleuth Quentin Pfeiffer has to be there — even though he is older, wiser, and the father of an adorable baby daughter now.

But not everything is sunshine and rainbows in the freewheeling circus surrounding the band’s summer tour: after the millionaire skipper of a drug-drenched luxury yacht goes missing, Q and his crew are drawn into a dangerous intrigue of dreadlocked dames, shady tape collectors, and spun-out wookies chasing after the long-lost recording of a mysterious late-night jam.

Inspired by Raymond Chandler and set during a series of concerts at Long Island’s Jones Beach amphitheater, The Ashakiran Tape takes readers deep into the spiraling ecstasy of Phish’s epic shows and the seductive underworld of the obsessive fans following them.

Praise for Kino:

“Kino is an intoxicating Euro-brew, written with enormous skill and dedication.” – Frederick Barthelme 

“A debut of great intellectual force.” – Teddy Wayne

In scrambling Kubrick's carefully paced chronology, Soderbergh has made a film that sometimes feels like a big, cubist collage.  The image of HAL's unblinking eye, cross-cut with Dave's rapid blinking, now serves as a frame for the entire story.