Jail Weddings

Gabriel Hart doesn’t just think he is an actual singer - he also thinks he is a writer. His upcoming debut novella “The Intrusion” not your typical alcoholic novella, so if you are looking for Bukowski worship don’t bother here…It was self-released for only three days last year before local machete and typewriter wielding legend Joseph Mattson advised him to take it off the market and now he is almost done with it’s final edit so it can be released by Barnacle Books very soon. Hart is also already closing in on a follow up entitled “Virgins In Reverse” which may or may not be a prequel.  But back to “The Intrusion” -  Lauren Everett wrote some overly generous stuff for the back cover bio of it’s original release to give you some vague idea what you’re in store for, and in the meantime he will be reading from it at The Hedgehog Cafe on Sunday, August 19th:

By the time the reader finishes this book, he or she will have no idea whether they have just indulged in a cautionary tale or a howling fuck-all to consequence. Reaching far-beyond the well-trodden and tired “hard-luck on skid row” approach, singer/songwriter Gabriel Hart gives us his entry into the Great American Alcoholic Novel(la) stream, and in keeping with the wisdom of the old adage, he writes what he knows best.

          Exploring the labyrinthian abyss of the alcoholic blackout and it’s lightning rod effect on the human condition, Hart makes a curious correlation between blackouts and spirit possession and takes what may start as a hack theory into a disarmingly convincing realm.

          Blending elements of noir, stream-of-consciousness, and bildungsroman – as well as the gently chiding voice of your local nuthouse doctor- the author pays tribute to influences as diverse as Henry Miller’s free-association pastiche to Jim Thompson’s stark unapologetic pulp.  His prose often evokes the verbose gothic narrative style of Lautremont’s Maldoror with his vivid descriptions of various corporeal and perceptual horrors, or at times the dreamy disoriented ill-fated meandering of Malcom Lowrey’s famous booze tome, Under The Volcano. But above all it’s genre jumping, The Intrusion can be considered Hart’s final love song to alcohol, one that by it’s very nature insists to be elusive and often unrequited.”