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The Vinyl Detective: The Run-Out Groove by Andrew Cartmel: A Bit of a Sophomore Slump, but Still Charmingly Fun

The Run-Out Groove

The Run-Out Groove

by Andrew Cartmel
Series: The Vinyl Detective, #2

Paperback, 398 pg.
Titan Books, 2017

Read: August 28-30, 2021
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N. B.: The Narrator of this series (so far, anyway) is unnamed. I find it tiresome to keep saying “The Narrator” or “our protagonist” (as I did with the last book.). So, I’m just going to call him “VD” from now until Cartmel gives him a name—as unfortunate as those initials may be.

What’s The Run-Out Groove About?

In the late 60s, there was a band of some repute (not all stellar) with a lead vocalist, Valerian, with an otherworldly voice. A lot of self-destructive tendencies, too, but what a voice. As too many things in that era went, Valerian’s lifestyle spiral out of control and she killed herself following the disappearance/kidnapping of her infant child.

In the present time, VD and his girlfriend, Nevada, are approached by a bickering duo. She’s working on a book about Valerian and he’s Valerian’s estranged brother. Given VD”s success with the hunt for the record (as seen in the previous novel), they’ve come to him. But it’s not just music they want VD to findbut the child.

Urban Legend has it that there’s a clue hidden on a 45 released shortly before her deathbut only a few were sold and are out there in the world. It’s nearly impossible to find. Well, nearly impossible for people who aren’t VD or his friends. So that’s the jumping-off pointlook into the people who remember Valerian, who were in her inner circle, while trying to track down a copy of one of the handful of 45s.

From there things go as you’d predict for a mystery novelthere are threats, some violence, some drugs (although some were ingested willingly), and the uncovering of many secrets.

An Inherently Likeable Series

The appeal to this series comes down to the charactersprimarily VD. With him you’ve got a full-on geek, sitting around and indulging his passion and writing about it while drinking expensive gourmet coffee and spending time with his girlfriend and cats. It’s hard to see that as anything but a fantasy for most readersreplace jazz records with books and cats with the superior pet, and that’s my ideal life. Getting paid ridiculous sums to look into something related toand somewhat involvingyour hobby is just icing on the cake.

Because of this, I think there’s an inherently likable quality to this protagonist. He’s living a life that most of us want and seems to be unspoiled by it. Your choices are either to be envious or want to be his friendand since he seems like such a nice guy, it’s easy to pick “friend” and hang out with him to hear his stories.

A Particular Weakness

“…I’ve got a copy of Graves’s book somewhere. No wait, damn it, I lent it to Clean Head. It was a Penguin edition. That’s why I haven’t got it back. You have to watch that girl. She’s very nice and all that but she will steal your Penguin paperbacks. She has a particular weakness for the Penguin Modern Classics series. It’s a character defect.”

Is that not the coolest supporting character quirk that you’ve ever seen?

Minor Spoiler Alert!…and it’s even exploited for the plot at one point!

So, what did I think about The Run-Out Groove?

I like VD, Nevada and the rest of the gang, the mystery was clever, and the reveal at the end was incredibly satisfying.

But…The Run-Out Groove just never grabbed me the way that Written in Dead Wax did. I don’t know if it’s a problem with me, a defect in the book, or what. (glancing at some other readers’ responses suggests that it’s not just me). I enjoyed the novels and was charmed by it and the charactersand I do plan on giving our Nameless Friend at least one more try. But it was a lesser experience.

Lesser, but not a bad one. I enjoyed the whole thing from cover to cover, I chuckled occasionally and appreciated the challenge of staying a step ahead of VD and Nevada (at least until the final pages) when it comes to sussing out the mystery. It’s a fun read and I do recommend itbut grab the first book in the series to really see the appeal.

And I just dare you to try to get through this novel without heading out to shop for some vinylwhether or not you own a record player (although it’s more fun if you do).


3 Stars

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The Friday 56 for 9/3/21: The Run-Out Groove by Andrew Cartmel

The Friday 56This is a weekly bloghop hosted by Freda’s Voice.

RULES:
The Friday 56 Grab a book, any book.
The Friday 56 Turn to Page 56 or 56% on your ereader. If you have to improvise, that is okay.
The Friday 56 Find a snippet, short and sweet.
The Friday 56 Post it

from Page 56 of:
The Run-Out Groove

The Run-Out Groove by Andrew Cartmel

“…for all these reasons, singles are ten times as hard to find as LPs. And when the record is rare to start with, as in the case of Valerian…”

“It’s almost impossible to find.”

“Yes.” Nevada rolled over, leaning on her elbow and looking at me. “And yet,” she said. “And yet I don’t sense any hopelessness in your voice.”

“Don’t you?”

“Not even any fashionable cynicism.”

“Oh dear.”

“In fact what I sense, when you expound at such great length on just how fucking impossible it is to find this record of Valerian’s, is quiet confidence.”

I smiled in the darkness. She could see right through me. “That’s because | think I know someone who’s got a copy,” I said.

The Vinyl Detective: Written in Dead Wax by Andrew Carmel: A great intro to one of the most unlikely thriller heroes around

The Vinyl Detective: Written in Dead WaxThe Vinyl Detective: Written in Dead Wax

by Andrew Cartmel
Series: The Vinyl Detective, #1

Paperback, 476 pg.
Titan Books, 2016
Read: August 6, 2018

How did it take this long for me to realize that the protagonist had no name? I just noticed that now, three months after reading the book, as I was flipping through the book to refresh my memory — and then giving up and using the Internet to cheat. Other than the lack of name — he’s a very thoroughly drawn character, so much so that you don’t notice little things like no one calling him by name.

I’d initially thought of the book as Rob Fleming (from High Fidelity), P.I. But that’s not right — our protagonist isn’t Rob, he’s Championship Vinyl’s best customer. Someone who can talk to Rob about minutiae of music, who can go toe-to-toe with Dick and Barry in music trivia, who will be there any time they have new vintage records, etc. He’s an expert in jazz — and might as well be an expert in just about everything else. He lives alone, makes enough to get by (but wouldn’t mind making more, if he could do it on his terms) and loves his pet cats.

One day, a beautiful woman approaches him with an offer he can’t (and doesn’t want to) refuse — on her employer’s behalf, she wants to hire him to track down an incredibly rare — impossibly rare, some would say — jazz record. It’s rare enough that even the reissues are nigh-impossible to track down.

They’ve not been looking for long, until it’s clear that there are a couple of other people who are actively looking for the record (in addition to a handful of people who always have an eye out for it). Then a fellow jazz aficionado is attacked — and money and violence start surfacing around the vintage vinyl circuit in London. Because that’s a thing that happens.

At some point, our protagonist starts to realize there are reasons beyond wanting a complete jazz collection to have the originals, and in conjunction with someone with family ties to the records, he plunges further into the hunt for the record and to uncover whatever dark and violent secrets that are being kept by the record.

This is not a story that should work. But it does — it absolutely does. It sort of makes sense that this quest starts to involve violence, lethal violence — and that both sides are prepared for it. The protagonist’s reaction to it all is what sells it. This is a guy who just wants to spend time with his cats, track down and listen to good music, and maybe enjoy some female company. He doesn’t expect to get plunged into some strange international quest, he doesn’t expect to fear for his life, or to have to outsmart people who are prepared to do him harm. It’s this nameless guy, the Vinyl Detective, who makes it all work.

In addition to the contemporary hunt for the record (which turns into a hunt for records), there’s the story behind the making of the records, the people involved, the reason that people are willing to spend a lot of money to recover the records (in addition to everything else they’re willing to do). It’s fascinating, believable stuff — especially the backstory to the recordings. I’d 100% believe that all the backstory actually happened that way, and that Cartmel used that true story as something to frame his novel around.

I don’t know how to adequately capture this book (note how long it’s taken me to post anything), it’s a very clever story, very well told. It’s exciting, it’s funny (at times), it’s heartfelt, it’s everything you want in a thriller within a world you don’t really think that much about. Not only does this strange premise hold-up well, it’s apparently good enough to spawn at least three sequels (two published, one on the way). Don’t ask me how it works — well, it has a lot to do with Cartmel’s skill and charm.

Give this guy a shot — you’ll be glad you did (and you’ll wish you could listen to his record collection).

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4 Stars

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