Road Rash. By Mark Huntley
Parsons. Knopf. $16.99.
Love Me: A Starstruck Novel.
By Rachel Shukert. Delacorte Press. $17.99.
Just Grace, Star on Stage. By
Charise Mericle Harper. Houghton Mifflin Harcourt. $5.99.
Ah, the lures of fame! They
include money, notoriety, sex, money, independence, an entourage, money, and
did we mention money? Mark Huntley Parsons, a recording-studio owner who has
played drums with various club bands, creates a coming-of-age novel built
around a band’s quest for fame in Road
Rash. It has every element readers will expect: stagings, group dynamics,
relationship issues, travel, finding-out-who-you-are situations, and there’s
even some music in there somewhere – although it is scarcely the focus of the
book. Zach, the book’s central character, writes songs that help him cope with
life’s usual reverses and which imply that his difficulties are somehow special
but at the same time universal (typical for popular music). He loves drumming:
“There’s something about playing the drums that’s different from any other
instrument. Maybe it’s the physical part. I man, you’re generating sounds by hitting things. …It’s just so – primal.”
He doesn’t love audiences that fail to respond to his band’s original music and
prefer tunes they already know. He also doesn’t love being dumped by his band
and needing to find another, although when he does find one and starts on a summer road trip, things are pretty
cool. Until, inevitably, they aren’t. But sometimes they are, as when Zach
sends a song that a fellow band member has shot down to a radio station for a
second opinion, and it gets picked up for a compilation CD. There’s plenty of
“in-sounding” rock-music writing here: “So I set up a microphone while he got
his Strat and his little Fender practice amp. He dialed up the perfect tone –
dark, dirty-sweet, drenched in spring reverb, with a little tremolo added, set
to pulse in time with the eighth notes.” And there are the usual girl-back-home
vs. girl-on-the-road complications, and the entirely unsurprising “Rock ‘N Roll
Fantasy” (a real chapter title) climax, and everything is so all-fired great
and wonderful that every garage-band member reading Road Rash will be convinced again, if additional convincing is needed,
that he (or she) is destined to be the next rock god. It is all total nonsense,
but feel-good nonsense, and feeling
good is what the book is all about.
Not so Love Me, sequel to Rachel Shukert’s Starstruck, in which the yearning for stardom and money and love
and sex and, yes, money, takes place in Hollywood’s so-called Golden Age, where
three teenage girls are trying to claw their way to the top. And “claw” is the
operative word, since everyone is out to scratch, grab and attach herself to film
fame by any means necessary, heartbreak and trouble notwithstanding. Margo is
the girl who is closest to living this wholly evanescent dream, being talked
about as a possible Oscar contender for her very first film role (the book is a
fantasy, remember). Amanda has broken up with a writer named Harry Gordon and
is thoroughly miserable, sure that she can get him back and show him that she
is the one for him, if he will only
listen. And then there is Gabby, who is well on the way to becoming an
alcoholic, busily drinking when she is not popping pills. As the book’s title
hints, Amanda is not the only protagonist with man issues: Margo and Gabby
actually have men in their lives, too. Margo is living with Dane Forest, and
everything about that is great except that it is important for her image and
his that the public not find out. And Gabby has her sights set on a musician
named Eddie Sharp, who is every bit as unreliable as she is, which makes them so not a perfect pair. The writing here
is the sort of breathlessly silly type associated with old-fashioned Hollywood
romances: “He cares. The words thrummed through Amanda over and over again,
like a heartbeat. Harry still cares.”
“He held out his hand to her. A little shiver went up Gabby’s spine at his
touch.” “Margo drank the rest of her brandy in one gulp and reached forward to
pour herself another very small one. She was beginning to feel better. …The
lights of Hollywood receded as the limo began the slow climb into the hills.” “Everything
in the hushed lobby of the Waldorf Astoria, from the crystal chandeliers to the
giant potted ferns to the exquisitely arranged groupings of antique gilt
furniture, screamed money.” Trials, traumas and trouble abound here – well, of
course – and portentous comments such as, “There was too much sparkling chaos
in Hollywood. When you looked up, you couldn’t tell what was real and what
wasn’t.” You can, however, tell what is real in Love Me – exactly nothing, including a conclusion that sets up the
next book in this sequence for the starstruck.
Younger and more innocent
readers can, of course, be starstruck as well, and they are the target audience
for Charise Mericle Harper’s Just Grace,
Star on Stage. Harper fills the book with cute illustrations that nicely
complement writing of this sort: “If someone is behaving perfectly good on the
outside, there’s nothing you can do about what they are doing on their
insides.” It is a bit hard to tell whether the grammatical and expressive
errors in the book are accidental or intended by Harper to reflect third-grader
Grace’s first-person narration – sometimes they seem to partake of both
reasons. The plot of this ninth book about Grace, which was originally published
in 2012 and is now available in paperback, involves a class play in which Grace
is determined to be the capital-s Star. Grace, however, does not get the Fairy
Queen part that she wants, but she does
get an important part – the play’s narrator – and comments, “Why I am an even
better actress than everyone knows: I went to the play practice and did an
excellent job of pretending that nothing was wrong” (a statement that Harper
neatly illustrates with “what I look like on the outside” and “what I feel like
on the inside” drawings). The book meanders through play rehearsals,
not-too-serious pettiness and jealousy, and eventually a surprise that puts
Grace on stage in a way she never expected – leading to a successful
performance that everyone enjoys, in spite of (or because of) some
unanticipated elements. The Just Grace books are unfailingly
pleasant and upbeat and are easy to read, with the many illustrations and
frequent all-capitals headings and subheads breaking up the narrative into
small, easily digestible bits (“The Play Invitation,” “What Had Never Happened
Before,” “What I Was Knowing,” “The Good Idea to Fix It,” “What Is Really Fun
to Do,” and many more). The incessant cheerfulness can be a bit much to take,
but certainly fans of the first eight books will enjoy this ninth entry as well
as those to come: Grace is, within her small universe, a star that shines
brightly.
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