"...unequivocally, this "writer/author" is substantially flawed, and, in a nutshell, he is a flighty, vacuous airhead...." --- Nu Yorke Thymes review
Reviewed by Michael Gardner for Readers' Favorite
How do I describe this absolute madness? As I scratch my head and look for the answer, it’s plain as day in the title of the book, like author Jeff Pearson is giving me a smirk and a wink as the penny drops: Welcome to D*ck n B*lls Tower! Indeed, welcome to a madcap romp delivered as a first-person stream of consciousness adventure with Tony Butterworth, a man with more problems than I can fit in this review without blowing the word count in spectacular style. If I had to summarize this cocktail of insanity, I’d say get a tall glass, add one shot of Terry Pratchett, a healthy measure of Hunter S. Thompson, top up with some Jim Jefferies and garnish with one of those special mushrooms people aren’t supposed to eat (the mushroom is optional). Y’know, ‘quirky’ et al just doesn’t do justice to the complex chaos that is Jeff Pearson’s writing style.
You’ll need to adjust your synapses for this adventure to keep pace with the frantic narrative flow. What appears to be Tony’s journal of manic ramblings is actually a densely packed story, with seething social commentary interspersed with a roller-coaster of riffs on popular culture covering everything from Arnie to Zen. While the prose is overtly in-your-face (Tony is trying to cut down on swearing), the subtext is subtle, asking you to remain alert for the amusing breadcrumbs scattered throughout. While there are plenty of laugh out loud moments, there are lots of wry chuckles and “I see what you did there, Jeff,” moments too. My advice to readers would be: don’t worry about not really knowing what’s going on as you start reading the book. Just go along for the ride. Tony takes care of the rest.