Shine On Me

By Tim Wells

The sequel to Moonstomp: London, 1980 and Joe the skinhead werewolf has returned.

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Joe Bovshover had chosen the park. He knew that this full moon he’d become wolf. He knew the deer in the park would make easy prey. The deer lived simply and were soft, there was no wildness to these city animals, but there was in Joe...

It’s now 1980, and Joe, the skinhead werewolf, once again stalks London. Lights in the night, burning red and white; amidst aggro, proper shmatta, and mod witches.

 Tim Wells brings us another short, sharp installment of his pulp skinhead-punk-horror series.

I love Tim Wells's authentically pastiched werewolf-skinhead novels. They bleed 1970's New English Library youth pulp into Pan Horror anthology gore, against the backdrop of a vividly realised nascent North London punk scene. I can't wait to find out how Joe's double life develops in further volumes. Wells lovingly repurposes, and arguably massively improves upon, the trash fiction that he obviously devoured as a youngster. But this book never quite existed. So Tim Wells had to write it.  STEWART LEE

Skinheads and werewolves and reggae and boozers, lager and kicking in fat city losers, Punk rock and Sta-prest when Lene she sings. Tim Wells has written a novel about a few of my favourite things... You can feel the sticky floors of the gigs and the sweaty menace is tangible as you read Tim Wells’ swaggering prose. This is no rose-tinted amble down memory lane. The landscape of his world is a London that was swallowed whole by the eighties. For a book so full of life, there’s a lot of death in it as well. Beautiful. Brutal. Brutus. It’s got the lot!  
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  • Chapter 3

    The day was what the Stranglers would call ‘sicky yellow’. Not a radiant and healthy yellow, the sort best flushed away. The tube train was rattling its way through suburbs to the greenery on the fringe of east London. The trees of Epping Forest dug deep into ancient earth, the ground covered in leaves turning to mulch, the sun was dying lower and lower through their branches. As Joe watched through the window he saw a hawk stoop and rise from the grass with a leveret in its claws.

    Joe tensed, he knew that every full moon he too became a predator, a beast. He wasn’t sure how or why, but he had no dispute about the what. When the moon was due to brim he tried to get distance between himself and people, especially the people he loved. In the old werewolf films, the cursed would lock themselves away when the moon reached its climax. The thing is there ain’t too many attics nor basements in east London you could chain yourself to of a night. Not unless you had the money and were into that sort of thing.

    Joe got off the tube at North Weald, one of those weird tube stations that is countryside rather than London, and started to walk as the sky dusked. The forest still had some wilderness. The deer at Clissold Park had no chance, but so much death is so small an area just brought attention, there’s only so much east London considers ‘normal’. The forest had deer, badgers, rabbits. Joe hoped their blood could sate the savagery within him. As the horns of the deer rise to glory, so the beetle and worm creep to earth.

     

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  • 23rd February 2021 Action Cook Book

    Food is always a sign of class, in every way that can be taken. One of the good things about the Harry Palmer films is how Harry Palmer shows his confidence with good food and coffee. It's a very mod outlook, us working class types should be living well. It's come as a surprise to many when I tell them that Len Deighton, author of the IPCRESS File and the other Harry Palmer books, as well as the superb…

    16th February 2021 So Sociology

    Shine On Me takes a bite from Pelican sociology books we read in the 60s and 70s as much as the New English Library pulps. 

    'Sociologists write reams about the alienation of capitalism. We know, we read it. We see ourselves described in those blue Pelican sociology books but never understood. We know all about alienation and capital, we don’t need it explained by soft handed wankers that can’t…

    7th February 2021 Stewart Lycanthroplee

    I was delighted that Stewart loved Moonstomp and also supported Shine On Me on his website. He wrote of my pulp horrors: "I loved Moonstomp. Wells' authentically pastiched werewolf-skinhead novel bleeds 1970's New English Library youth pulp into Pan Horror anthology gore, against the backdrop of a vividly realised nascent North London punk scene. I can't wait to find out how Joe's double life develops…

    30th January 2021 Tales of the Unexpected

    Skinhead werewolfery from my mate Joel Loya over at Boots 'n' Booze zine in Santa Cruz.

    21st January 2021 John Cooper Clarke

    "The lad Warren Zevon remarked of the werewolf of London that ‘he’d like to meet his tailor’. Indeed, a mere hint of lycanthropy will play havoc with a chap’s stylish shmatta. My pal Tim Wells’ pulp horror, Shine On Me, is a measured, well stitched, ticket pocketed whistle in the New English Library style. Try it on for size."

    10th January 2021 Limehouse Pyramid

    One of my favourite weird places in London is the Limehouse Pyramid and it features as part of an occult ritual in Shine On Me. This is how chapter six kicks off...

    'From Commercial Road the Limehouse Pyramid thrusts up like an occluded tooth in the churchyard of St. Anne’s, one of Hawksmoor’s churches that supposedly form a five pointed star. The day falling to twilight added to the air of mystery…

    14th December 2020 Mod Girl Clothes

    Throughout Shine On Me, and previously in Moonstomp, I have been detailed on clothes. This book is set in 1980, and Moonstomp in '79. The clothes can be more fun to write than the sex and aggro. Maybe that's nostalgia (for all three!) and age.

      It annoys me when subcultural writing is lazy and gets the style wrong. 'The look' was the most important thing for us. We may not have had much else but…

    25th November 2020 Badges

    The book is set in 1980 and badges were an integral part of 'the look', be that punk, skinhead, reggae, metal, or whatever. The were pinned to the collars of Harringtons, the lapels of leathers, and even on braces.

    There's a bit in chapter 7 of Moonstomp about how badges played their part in meeting people and sussing them out...

    'As Joyce came back from the toilet and was strutting it to show…

    6th November 2020 Fally Ranking

    There's a lot of music from the late 70s, and a few other tunes dropping by, in Shine On Me. Moonstomp was set in 1979, and this book moves into 1980 with punk being nudged aside by 2 Tone and the mod revival. A couple of mod pubs in Dalston feature, and there's mention of the Purple Hearts, the Spiders, Long Tall Shorty, the Jam (of course) and many more of the three buttoned jacket, terry towelling…

    29th October 2020 Hell oOOOOOW!

    This is the follow up to Moonstomp.

    What happens next to East Londons skinhead werewolf?

    How do mod witches get involved?

    Are white towelling socks and loafers in?

     

     

     

     

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