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The Passenger- A book review

I wish I had the imagination of Lisa Lutz. She’s the author of “The Passenger;” our most recent Book Club selection.  This is an intriguing story of a woman wanted for murder and the unimaginable events that transpire once she decides to run from the law. 90 more words

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The Passenger (Lisa Lutz)

A fun 304 page romp. Tanya Pitts husband is dead at the bottom of the stairs. She assumes he fell down them, because she had nothing to do with his death. 526 more words


Lust For Life At 40

Happy Anniversary Lust For Life! Iggy’s album released 40 years ago today…and just by a stroke of coincedence, I found myself listening to it this morning.


Anniversary Albums -Passenger IGGY POP With Tons Of 'LUST FOR LIFE - Forty Years Ago Today...

Going back in sonic history…

Artist: IGGY POP
Released: 29 August 1977 – 40 years ago…
Rolling Stone said: “as rock’s truest bad boy, Iggy led the Stooges with a vision of frustrated, depressed and angry young adult life that will probably never be seen (or dared) again. 201 more words

Back In Time

Review: The Passenger

This 2014 French crime thriller follows Captain Anaïs Châtelet (Raphaëlle Agogué) and her team’s attempts to catch a serial killer who poses his bodies to replicate Greek myths. 405 more words

Songs of the Day

Songs of the day: 

Good Charlotte – I Just Wanna Live Listen here

Bon Iver – Skinny Love Listen here

Iggy Pop – The Passenger Listen here

Songs Of The Day

Book Review: The Passenger (More Fizzle than Sizzle)

The Passenger, Lisa Lutz

I read this back in September of last year. Billed as a fast paced thriller with lots of twists, turns, and the expected dirty secret that is chasing our main character, it was certainly readable, but fell flat in the end—if an entire book is devoted to stringing the reader along, there has to be more than a limp carrot at the end, and instead there is little shock or awe once the big secret is revealed. 2.5 Stars

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