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Fantasy. Fiction. Mystery. Body and soul. The song. That's what London constable and sorcerer's apprentice Peter Grant first notices when he examines the corpse of Cyrus Wilkins, part-time jazz drummer and full-time accountant, who dropped dead of a heart attack while playing a gig at Soho's 606 Club. The notes of the old jazz standard are rising from the body-a sure sign that something about the man's death was not at all natural but instead supernatural.Body and soul-they're also what Peter will risk as he investigates a pattern of similar deaths in and around Soho. With the help of his superior officer, Detective Chief Inspector Thomas Nightingale, the last registered wizard in England, and the assistance of beautiful jazz aficionado Simone Fitzwilliam, Peter will uncover a deadly magical menace-one that leads right to his own doorstep and to the squandered promise of a young jazz musician: a talented trumpet player named Richard "Lord" Grant-otherwise known as Peter's dear old dad.… (more)
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I have kept a List of "my authors" since I
Still, one great book does not a favorite make; I've found that out often enough, to my sorrow. Sophomore books can be real let-downs, as a writer turns out to be a one-trick pony, or flaws that were easily overlooked in devouring the first book stand out more sharply in the second (I hate that one). Not here. Not at all here. Moon Over Soho was every bit as much fun as Rivers.
I was going to say something about the click that happens with certain writers' books – but that's kind of the point: there is no click. These books make it hard not to smoothly slip from this world into the author's from the very first paragraph, and to have such a good time while there as to not want to leave. Immersion.
In case you're wondering, anyone who loved the first book is not left in suspense about how Leslie is doing. The first chapter opens with Peter heading to see her. From there the story galumphs off into a murder mystery that falls inside Peter and Nightingale's wheelhouse: a body is in Dr. Walid's custody which could be considered unusual in that, if you have the ability and you bend near to listen, you can hear it playing a jazz tune.
I was my dad's vinyl-wallah: I changed his records while he lounged around drinking tea, and that's how I know my Argo from my Tempo. And it's why, when Dr Walid called me to the morgue to listen to a corpse, I recognized the tune it was playing.
And that, of course, is just the beginning.
Soho is much sexier than Rivers was – there's definitely romance in the air along with the jazz. If this makes you at all suspicious, well done.
The writing is – well, I used the Mia Michaels word gorgeois in my review of Rivers of London, and while I was referring to the voice reading it the word applies to the writing as well. (Though I missed Kobna Holdbrook-Smith here I still heard his voice in my head. The man made an impression.) It is in places genuinely laugh-out-loud funny; suspense is well handled, the characters and story ideas are unique, and I care about the characters. There are quite a lot of authors out there who are fairly predictable: once you get the idea of how they think on paper, it isn't too hard to predict jokes and character reactions. I can't do that with Ben Aaronovitch. Any given paragraph could contain references to Doctor Who, Glenn Miller, Harry Potter, Isaac Newton, or a sixteenth-century historian. Moon Over Soho explores love, familial and romantic, and music, and magic. Intelligent, well-made, and part of the beginning of a beautiful series – I'm very happy about this. Where Ben Aaronovitch goes, I will follow.
Now if only I could get the audio book.
I had mixed feelings about the first book, as I really loved the setting, the way it handled the
Well, I'm pleased to report that I didn't have the same problems with this one. The detective plot wasn't super-special, and it leaves a lot of things open to (presumably) be picked up on in the sequels. But it was entertaining enough, and never frustrating the way the first one was for me. I'm still liking the world-building and the way it handles the supernatural elements; a lot of what this series is doing could easily feel like a generic urban fantasy retread, but there's enough originality here to avoid that, as well as a very strong sense of place that really helps to ground things. I like the main character a lot, too, even if I do feel inclined to look askance at his willingness to hop into bed with a woman who is connected to a murder he's investigating. (Tsk, tsk!) There's a good sense of humor threaded through it all, too, as well as some appealing (to me, anyway) flashes of nerdiness.
So, overall, it was an enjoyable read, and I'm feeling much more interested in continuing on with the rest of the series now.
The detective in charge really does't want Peter on the case, but reluctantly accepts that he needs to be, Peter starts to track the creatures that haunt these Soho clubs, and he realises that a proficient wizard, unknown even to Nightingale may be behind the deaths. As Peter finds the limits of his magic and starts to push the envelope with his abilities, even though his efforts are not always successful.
As the rush to find the perpetrator builds, he involves his dad in one of the bands, has a steamy liaison with the girlfriends of one of the murder victims and we find out more about Nightingale. It all ends as a bit of a blast, with a nice subtle twist.
The characters are growing in stature, Grant in particular. The plot was not quite as strong as the first book, but this is a series, so you are getting lines from the first, swirling through this book, and I can see others still being carried forward to the next. One of the great things about the book is the characterisation of the city, it does feel alive and real. Good solid urban fantasy.
Although not a sequel, Moon dovetails nicely with the end of the
Where Moon isn't quite as successful, for me, is in the main plot. It feels a little disjointed, less coherent, than Rivers. Some of the plot developments aren't as surprising as it appears they're supposed to be. Without spoiling anything, our protagonist displays a certain... lack of due diligence in one particular area. I know from experience that it's tricky to keep revelations revelatory: as the author, you know whose fingers are in which pies and it's often hard to judge the correct balance between sprinkling a few crumbs and chucking buckets of pastry at the reader. Here it doesn't distract greatly from the fun of the book, merely triggering the occasional arctic eye-roll. (I'm sorry.)
One criticism I've heard – entirely fairly – about my own Till Undeath Do Us Part regards its detailed geographical references: the "he turned left onto King's Parade and waved at Charlie the bin-busker" sort of thing. Moon has these too. Not everyone likes them but I think they're fine here: London's a minor character, and the details help ground the reader in reality as a counterpoint to the magic. Knowing the locations – through personal experience or by reputation – heightens the fantastical elements.
I do like how Moon ends: both the end of the plot, and the winding up that takes place in the closing pages. Full of bittery sweetness, regrets and promise. The spark of magic glinting at the edges of the grey hardness of police life.
Overall: not quite as enjoyable as Rivers, but a solid, fun read that sets things up nicely for book three.
Am looking forwards to the next book in the series.
The mystery was a bit tighter this time around, though it wasn't hard to figure some of it out on your own and to see the connections the characters were all missing, none of which
I'm really enjoying the character of Peter Grant, he feels like a real person and it's nice to have such a strong character that is also a very nice and engaging person, it makes it easy to care for him and his family.
I also really loved the element of jazz in the story, it fit and felt right and was its own character in a way. It's not easy to write music as one of the main themes and have it feel approachable, I feel he pulled it off.
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Detective Constable Peter Grant is still the only wizard in training in the Metropolitan police, working for the mysterious Inspector Nightingale, who
I'm not sure why I liked this one so much less that the first book. As someone who has no interest in or knowledge of jazz I suppose the central theme didn't grab my attention, and both Lesley and Inspector Nightingale, key characters in [Rivers of London], were more peripheral in this. But it does have the same appealing combination of a believable real life London and magical events. So although it certainly wasn't a patch on the first book, [Moon over Soho] is still an enjoyable read, and I'll certainly follow it up with the next in the series.
I haven't read the first one in the series, but I will. If you like Jim Butcher or Mike Carey, then you'll probably like this. And vice versa.
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