Amazon.co.uk Review
This is like nothing you have ever read before--except, perhaps, the last Steve Aylett novel.
Slaughtermatic did cyberpunk in a weird, parodic version; this short, poetic novel brings to mind the work of the early novels of William Burroughs in its innovative linguistic style and its violent form and content. With the occasional refrain of "O my brothers" Aylett also acknowledges a debt to the future-speak of Anthony Burgess'
A Clockwork Orange. Aylett's imagination offers a bleak, nightmare world in a narrative which operates in a dream-logic of random shifts, puzzling conjunctions, sudden islands of clarity, and absurdist word-play. The narrator pours out his story in a sequence of interlinking confessions. He seemingly has an ability to conjure demons through mirrors and this gets him a job in the campaign for Mayor.
The manifesto for the job includes such helpful pledges as: "Wooden skulls don't work for long", "A severed head will become bleak when dropped underwater," and "Bones from polar bears make grand mallets". Such conjuring talents produce the minor problem of invoking the devil himself, John Satan. Lying somewhere between science fiction and avant-garde prose poetry, this is an intriguing read, sometimes funny, sometimes utterly opaque, but always provoking if you relax and enjoy some the surprising juxtapositions and shifts of register Aylett has become increasingly adept at using. --Roger Luckhurst
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Product Description
It's a world where grave fillers throng the pavements, where ants are plotting to slash and burn us before we do anything to them, where it doesn't pay to have too many dealings with John Satan. Anything can happen. And does. All the time. In such a world a mayor who campaigns on the 'Wooden skulls don't work for long' ticket is bound to go far. So Eddie, our narrator, and Minotaur Babs climb aboard the bandwagon. And the fun begins . . . 'Macabre, twisted, violent, surreal, yet lifted by moments of lyricism, The Inflatable Volunteer is a unique read . . . the actual act of reading this book is more akin to unscrewing your head, and gently bathing your brain in warm chaos . . . a psychedelic treat' SFX Magazine