Necrophenia, Paperback
3 out of 5 (2 ratings)


ONE IN EVERY THREE PEOPLE LIVING IS ACTUALLY DEAD! It is a matter of historical record that during the latter part of World War II, England's top-secret Ministry of Serendipity enlisted the services of arch-magician Aleister Crowley to create a Homunculus.

Why? Well that's a long story, spanning almost seven decades as it follows the life and career of Tyler, rock star, private eye - and notable for the fact that he almost saved Mankind.

The cast of millions also includes ukulele maestro George Formby, Mick Jagger, Mama Cass, Elvis Presley and Lazlo Woodbine. And Tyler's brother, Andy, who impersonates animals (and who single-handedly brought about the Swinging Sixties). And a lady named Clara from Croydon, who unlocked the meta-phenomena of the Multiverse. And a corner shopkeeper from Brentford, who created a sitting room for God. And a great many living dead. Oh yes, and it also involves a monster in human form whose intention it is to turn the Earth into a Necrosphere, a planet totally devoid of life ...


  • Format: Paperback
  • Pages: 400 pages
  • Publisher: Orion Publishing Co
  • Publication Date:
  • Category: Fantasy
  • ISBN: 9780575082427



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'The boy has a point there,' said my mother, who, I must say, in praise of her loving humanity, hated to see my father laying about me with his belt.She always thought he went far too easy on me and would have much preferred to have done the job herself.There were some times when I actually wished that we did not live in the enlightened times of the nineteen-sixties, but back in Mediaeval days.Because in those days I could have denounced my mother as a witch.Tyler and his schoolfriends form a rock band called the Sumerian Kynges during the 1960s, playing ukeleles because they are the only instruments that have not been stolen from the school's music room. their first gig is stolen from them by the Rolling Stones, who happen to go to the same school, and Tyler's life goes from bad to worse. His whole life is being manipulated by a music who manager who isn't what he seems, he loses years of his life to amnesia and a coma, he never manages to get laid, and when being a rock star doesn't work out he becomes a private detective, in the mould of the great Lazlo Woodbine. But Tyler does almost save the world, and but being able to play the ukelele comes in handy when he discovers a tribe of golden-skinned George Formby worshippers living below a disused subway station in New York.It's several weeks since I finished it, and as usual with Robert Rankin's books, it all seems quite confusing in retrospect, although I'm sure it more or less made sense at the time.
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A bizarrely interesting theory of life after death drives this work of truly far-fetched fiction. So one in every three people living is actually dead... that would explain a lot. Not a brain-eating zombie story, this story verges on the very plausible, which is much more frightening.Not one of my favourite Robert Rankin novels, but it does pose some interesting questions to ponder.

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