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Give These People Your Money: Night Terrace

Night Terrace is a series of hilarious, smart and witty science fiction comedy audioplays about a terrace house that travels randomly in space and time with a retired superspy and a door-to-door power company salesperson inside it.

It stars Jackie Woodburne (aka “Susan from Neighbours“) as Anastasia Black (the superspy), Ben McKenzie as Eddie Jones (the salesperson) and Petra Eliot as Sue, a mysterious disembodied purveyor of cryptic sometimes completely unhelpful advice who may actually know quite a lot about the house and why it does what it does. But why waste words describing Night Terrace, when you can listen to Episode One of Series One for free for yourself?

Following on from the success of Night Terrace Series One (including recently receiving an Aurealis Award), Series Two is currently being crowdfunded, with around a week to go to reach its target. If listening to Episode One (see above) isn’t enough to get you pledging to the creation of even more Night Terrace, here’s Night Terrace co-founder Mr. John Richards to elaborate on the show and why you really should back it.


Was doing a second season of Night Terrace always part of the plan?

John: I was always focused on just getting season one made, but others in the group (looking at YOU, Lee Zachariah) had other ideas. There’s actually something important about Season Two planted in the first two minutes of the first episode. And we know what Season Three will be about now as well. But as a deeply scientific-leaning man I worry about jinxes.

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Life Kills is very good and very funny

But I would say that, wouldn’t I? Because I’ve got a blurb in that very book attesting as much. Although to be honest, that’s kind of circular logic, isn’t it? I would say that it’s good because I’ve already said it’s good. Which prompts the question: why would I say that?

Simply: because it is. It’s pseudonymic author Miles Vertigan’s debut novel about a terrorist-for-hire hired to blow up a plane full of B-list celebrities, the psychosexual interplay between said plane’s pilots and cabin crew, and the increasingly superficial popcult world we all live in. It’s dark, sharp, funny and, like all good satire, so true it makes your jaw drop.

Oh, what am I doing? Here I am, fumbling for words to describe M. Vertigan’s book when I already have some here that I prepared earlier. To whit:

“Life Kills is social satire turned up to eleven, the bastard offspring of Ben Elton and This Is Serious Mum. Vertigan takes his hypervitriolic milk-thru-the-nose wit in hand and runs full tilt at a darkly surreal yet convincing existential caricature of the follies of self-absorbed contemporary consumer society, skewering them neatly on his perfectly balanced page-long compound adjectival sentences to devastating, jaw-dropping, giggle-inducing, read-it-aloud-to-whoever-is-in-earshot effect.”

That’s what I said about the book, and you can find those words on the pages of the book itself, as well as all of Miles’s fine words too, which, let’s face it, are so much better than the ones I just used to describe how good Life Kills is.

You can find excerpts, blogs and links to ebook purchase-points to assuage your inevitable and insatiable post-perusal need for your own copy of Life Kills over at www.milesvertigan.com.

But then, I would say that, wouldn’t I?