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The Corpse Wore Pasties

The Corpse Wore Pasties

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by Jonny Porkpie

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Usually, when you call a burlesque act a “show stopper,” you don't mean it quite so literally. But this time, that's just what happened: The show stopped dead, and so did the girl. And as I looked at her nearly naked and completely lifeless body and the bottle of poison in her hand with my fingerprints all over it



Usually, when you call a burlesque act a “show stopper,” you don't mean it quite so literally. But this time, that's just what happened: The show stopped dead, and so did the girl. And as I looked at her nearly naked and completely lifeless body and the bottle of poison in her hand with my fingerprints all over it, I thought to myself: Porkpie, you're in for it this time…

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Publishers Weekly
The self-styled burlesque mayor of New York City makes himself the hero of his entertaining hard-boiled debut. Suspected of murder after a striptease artist dies dramatically onstage, performer and emcee Porkpie—named for his trademark hat—sets out one kick-step ahead of the cops to find the real killer. It doesn't help that victim Victoria Vice was generally loathed for plagiarizing the distinctive acts of fellow ecdysiasts Cherries Jubilee, Jillian Knockers and Eva Desire. Much of the fun lies in Porkpie's witty and telling observations of life in the raunchy burlesque world, and the tone is more playful than pornographic despite plentiful references to sexual activity. Readers will enjoy the twists and action and hope for future Porkpie investigations. The book will be launched with a live burlesque show in New York City. (Dec.)\

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Hard Case Crime
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4.20(w) x 6.70(h) x 0.80(d)

Meet the Author

Known to many as the burlesque mayor of New York City, Jonny Porkpie is the co-creator and host of New York’s celebrated Pinchbottom burlesque troupe as well as an accomplished cartoonist, puppeteer, and author. Mr. Porkpie is often credited as a key figure in the widely reported burlesque revival.

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The Corpse Wore Pasties 3.9 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 8 reviews.
filmnut27 More than 1 year ago
Jonny Porkpie, the self-proclaimed "Burlesque Mayor of NYC", lends his actual self and friends to the story of "The Corpse Wore Pasties", a steady and entertaining murder mystery romp in the Hard Case Crime collection. Using the burlesque scene of New York City of which Porkpie is quite familiar with, he's able to create an original and distinctly offbeat pulp novel. Although surprisingly lighthearted when it could've been downright seedy, "The Corpse Wore Pasties" is a small crime romp you might want to invest into rainy days. As mentioned before, Jonny Porkpie lends his talents as the protagonist of the novel. He's another regular Joe, except this Joe likes to be naked most of the time. The burlesque scene Porkpie describes is something quite peculiar, not quite as serious as stripping for a living, but stripping with a grander sense of entertainment. Because it's not entirely porn or the strip club fair, the novel itself isn't as seedy as say fellow-HCC writer Christa Faust's "Money Shot". In fact, "The Corpse Wore Pasties" is almost lighthearted in its tale of murder and mystery. The set-up: during a performance, Porkpie is framed for murder when he unknowingly hands the bottle-of-poison murder weapon to a fellow burlesque performer. Of course the dame drinks the bottle, thereby collapsing right on stage (but giving an outstanding performance none-the-less). From there Porkpie continues to evade capture from the police while also trying to avoid heavy metal bands, part-time dominatrixes, and his ever faithful-if-perturbed wife. If this description seems a tad quirky it's intended: "The Corpse Wore Pasties" is fittingly humorous and clever throughout, with a theme of titillation instead of outright eroticism. Just like a burlesque act has to cover up just enough, so too does this novel: "The Corpse Wore Pasties" is a romp, but for the collection it sure could've been just a little harder on itself. On A Side Note: The cover for "The Corpse Wore Pasties" is one of the best ever illustrated in the HCC collection. With a lurid, seedy color scheme, illustrator Ricky Mujica makes this cover one of the 10 best ever for the Hard Case Crime company.
chucklake More than 1 year ago
You'd think the story would be entertaining, given the background of the author, but fear the prose might be a little ragged... Fear not: the way the sentence by sentence writing, the staging of the scenes, and the dialogue are laid down gives the reader a snappy and entertaining reading adventure replete with smiles and occosional bursts of laughter. The plot thickens and the plot works. More, Mr. Porkpie, more.
RobertDowns More than 1 year ago
Unique voices. I love ’em. Give me a unique voice any day of the week, and twice on Thursdays, and I’ll follow it around like an oversexed twenty-one year old with a fistful of ones might follow a big-breasted blonde stripper named Trixie. And that’s what I love most about the hard-boiled mystery genre: we’re never short on unique voices. And if we are, we just conjure up a few fedoras from the past with our fistful of ones, and we’re bound to have ourselves a banging good time. And then there’s the cover and title. Fantastic. If THE CORPSE WORE PASTIES could win some sort of award on cover and title alone, it’d have my vote. If it hadn’t already received four stars from me, I might have felt obligated to raise the novel another half star or so, simply for title alone. And I’m not even a big fan of titles. What I really like are unique titles. This title really has it all. As for what’s inside the cover, Jonny Porkpie, both character and author, really nailed the hard-boiled voice, along with being a rather memorable character. He’s never without his porkpie hat, even when he’s fleeing a group of heavy metal thugs on the Brooklyn Bridge. While we see the world through Jonny’s eyes, he’s no slouch with the repartee, when it comes to first-hand reporting, or when he gives us more than a passing glimpse into the burlesque world. I had no idea burlesque dancing was such a cutthroat business. The five femme fatales were an absolute riot, and I found myself chuckling along at this fast, light read. And I have to give a slight nod to Jonny Porkpie, the author. It’d have been very easy to go with the stereotype and give the burlesque dancers an airy quality. But he didn’t. He even has a Chinese philosophizing dancer named Brioche. Absolutely hilarious. So if you’re looking for a peek behind the curtains into the burlesque world, and you’re looking for an amusing narrator as well as an amusing group of secondary characters, then you’d better pick up this novel, before the curtain closes and you’re left sitting in the front row in your trench coat. Robert Downs Author of Falling Immortality: Casey Holden, Private Investigator
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I really enjoyed this novel. The characters were well developed and the plot was good. There are some smart jokes that got me laughing. I enjoyed the idea of a burlesque murder scene it was refreshing. Great all around.
Manda_Berry More than 1 year ago
I'm not really a big mystery fan, but the title caught my eye. A murder at a burlesque show - different, yes. I was kinda miffed that I figured it out before the end of the book, but I enjoyed reading about the antics of the main character and the burlesque performers. It was a change from my normal genres, and I really liked it.
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DMCourt11 More than 1 year ago
Victoria Vice is a burlesque performer notorious for stealing other artist's acts. Her career, her thefts -- and her life -- come to an abrupt end onstage at the Dreamland Burlesque, leaving Jonny Porkpie holding the bag. Or rather, the prop bottle of poison that contained the real thing. Since Jonny was the only one seen holding it, and he gave it to Victoria minutes before she drank it down, the police figure he's the prime suspect. Jonny figures he's got very little time to find someone else who had time to switch the fake for the real thing before the police arrest him. There's no shortage of suspects; every performer there that night had a reason to wish Victoria ill. But can he figure out who had both motive and opportunity in time? As Jonny puts it, being surrounded by a bunch of naked women is not as exciting as it sounds. At least, not in a fun way. Not when the woman with manacles, whips and assorted instruments of torture is not too happy about you asking awkward questions. Or has a bunch of heavy metal band friends who would be happy to send you into the East River. Makes a holding cell seem almost restful. This was a fun read and a good mystery in an unusual setting that kept me guessing right up to the end. *from an Advance Review Copy provided by Hard Case Crime