What's more fun than a mystery? A mystery novella, that's what! Meet Oissan Mac Brádaigh - Brady for short - a handsome, two-fisted, poetry-loving private eye with an office in the heart of Harvard Square. His assistant, Sarah Friedman, cute as pie, has a totally huge crush on Brady. His client is Edward Whiteside, an alcoholic drink-at-his-desk attorney who has hired Brady to find Rolland Toulouse, the wealthiest rock 'n' roller-cum-computer game inventor cum-author in history, who's gone missing. Whiteside needs Brady to get Rolland to the IPO for his company, MortePortal, in four days or lose the deal. Brady uses his logic to start the search, but it's Sarah's intuition and iPhone that gets them on Rolland's trail.
Following that trail leads to Rolland's dark, ominous mansion in Brookline. Here, Sarah and Brady suddenly find they've unintentionally engaged their Uber driver Connor, Nicole Donovan, a Boston cop and Brady's girlfriend, and Drago, Rolland's butler, in pursuit of the missing misanthrope. Led by Drago through the underground tunnels of Boston to Rockburyport, questions plague them: Will they or won't they find Rolland? What happens if they do? Can they get him to the IPO? And just what is going on with Drago?
Exciting, bizarre, funny, and a quick listen, anyone who likes Raymond Chandler, Carl Hiaasen, or the Firesign Theater will enjoy Brady. The Audible version is narrated by the talented Michael Larrain and the original (and often humorous) sound effects from Faux Fiction Audio make the story come alive in ways you never expected.
Possibly the worst book I have ever 'read' and the worst audio production I have ever heard. I can only assume that it was a vanity publishing by the owner of Audible or that someone had blackmail material on same. Audible should be ashamed for putting something this bad in their catalogue and should withdraw it.
The story itself is ludicrous and seems to have attempted to be a parody of Raymond Chandler mixed with Scott Meyer's, Off To Be The Wizard. It fails on all counts.
The book summary claims 'the original (and often humorous) sound effects from Faux Fiction Audio make the story come alive in ways you never expected.' Laughable yes, humorous no. The sort of thing a stage comedian does by tapping the microphone or blowing into it to indicate door knocking or a stormy night. Again self publishing amateurish in the extreme. Where other effects are used they are on a loop and drown out the narrator (no bad thing) as in the party/game scene where they seem to have recorded and repeatedly looped the screams from a roller coaster.
Then there was the narration. The worst thing about it. Each section starts with a quote from Scottish poet Robert Burns. I am dual nationality Scottish and Irish. I should have quit as soon as I heard the opening quote. The accent is like a Scooby Doo Irish, but nothing like any Scottish accent I have ever heard. (The Irish accent attempted when quoting W B Yeats is worse.) Not only did he make a mockery of the accent he couldn't pronounce the words. Some research might have helped, and he might even have managed to get the name of a famous, but awful, whisky correct.
One final insult by author and narrator. At one point he describes someone as being as lovely as woman in a Robert Burns novel. Really? I and a world of Burns scholars would love to know where he found such a thing
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