Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne (USA 2011)

From the Publisher:
A murder, a mysterious document hidden away for 40 years, a missing will and a lawyer found over-ripe in a car trunk are only just the beginning of a novel described as "... a Kinky original... the writing is as fresh as ever... uproariously irreverent." (Richmond Times-Dispatch)

About "God Bless John Wayne", from the Author's Introduction: "...in God Bless John Wayne I helped Ratso locate his true birth mother and things have never been the same since. After living in self-made squalor his entire adult life, never picking up the check after meals or drinks, and going about dressed in such outlandish garb as a lox-colored jumpsuit and a gay matador outfit, Ratso was about to become very, very rich. It would've been disgusting if it hadn't have been so damn dangerous.... It was dangerous for Ratso because there were people in the world who, though they may have been distantly related to him, did not want to share their fortune with him. Nor would they be very happy with me should I be able to establish Ratso's right to the inheritance. Rich people who have inherited their money seem to be the most ruthless when it comes to sharing. Some of them will resort to any means to prevent that from happening...."

Vandam Press is proud to be able to make this remarkable novel available again to Kinky's old friends and to those readers worldwide who are discovering Kinky Friedman for the first time.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne. Vandam Press, ISBN: 9781937010102 (May, 2011), eBook., 640 KB (ca. 176 p.), $9.99.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne (UK 1997)

From the Publisher:
Once again ensconced in his Lower Manhattan loft, Kinky Friedman -- Ace Private Eye -takes on the deceptively tame assignment of helping his pal Ratso find his true birth-mother. But a job that begins with some ungenteel poking around in a dusty New York warehouse quickly leads to even untidier mayhem involving a couple of stiffs and an apparent plot to kill Ratso before he can uncover his ancestry (and possible inheritance).

The trail shifts to Miami Beach, then back to Manhattan, and finally ends in the posh | New York suburb of Chappaqua, where wrongs get righted, rights get read and readers get the full sus it of Kinky's irreverent wit and hilarious wisdom.

God Bless John Wayne is the Kinkster at his considerable best.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne. Faber & Faber, ISBN: 0571179479 (May, 1997), 168 p., £5.99.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne (USA 1996)

From the Publisher:
Since Sam Spade, no private investigator has been charmed to see a deadbeat client darken his door -- and country singers turned amateur detectives are no exception. That goes double for deadbeats who are their friends. So when Ratso -- longtime pal, assistant crime solver, and notorious nonpayer -- comes to Kinky with a case of his own, the Kinkster is reluctant to take it on: But if there's one thing a country singer relates to, it's mamas, and it's his long-lost birth mother that adoptee Ratso is seeking. The case turns sour in a hurry, and soon it gets hard to tell the murder victims from the suspects. One thing's for certain: Kinky would rather have a deadbeat for a client than be a dead dick.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne. Bantam, ISBN: 055357633X (November, 1996), 252 p., $5.50n.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne (UK 1996)

From the Publisher:
The one and only Kinkster - author of Elvis, Jesus and Coca-Cola and Armadillos & Old Lace - is back, and more outrageous than ever.

Once again ensconced in his Lower Manhattan loft, Kinky Friedman - Ace Private Eye - takes on the deceptively tame assignment of helping his pal Ratso find his true birth-mother. But a job that begins with some ungenteel poking around in a dusty New York warehouse quickly leads to even untidier mayhem involving a couple of stiffs and an apparent plot to kill Ratso before he can uncover his ancestry (and possible inheritance).

The trail shifts to Miami Beach, then back to Manhattan, and finally ends in the posh New York suburb of Chappaqua, where wrongs get righted, rights get read and readers get the full benefit of Kinky's irreverent wit and hilarious wisdom.

God Bless John Wayne is the Kinkster at his, considerable best.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne. Faber & Faber, ISBN: 0571177328 (May, 1996), 168 p., £8.99.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne (USA 1995)

From the Publisher:
In God Bless John Waynes reader-frendly author Kinky has crafted another masterful adventure for his fictitional alter ego, the nature-loving, all-God's-creatures-large-and-small-adoring, you-scratch-my-back-I'll-bump-yours guy, ace detective Kinky Friedman.

Of course, life for Kinky Friedman is constant adventure. The fact that he hires himself out as a private detective Presents ample opportunity for encounters of the dangerous kind. The fact that he lives in New York City quadruples the odds.

Why then does he assume that just because his latest assignment, to track down the birth parents of a friend who has discovered that he was adopted -- an assignment given to him by Ratso, longtime pal and fellow Village irregular -- is going to be a stroll in Central Park? For no sooner does Kinky embark on this seemingly routine undertaking than he finds himself dialing a dead lawyer, being chased around the Miami airport by a krautmobile full of bandi- dos, and mourning the murder of the very friend who sent him on the journey in the first place.

But then, with Kinky Friedman one should never expect the expected. Jumping into one of his adventures is kind of like riding a roller coaster in a hurricane -- it may be downright crazy, but boy, it is one hell of a ride!

And so is God Bless John Wayne. In his latest novel, the Kinkster is in absolute top form. Plus, he's back in atmospheric New York City, ensconced in his downtown oft with his faithful though somewhat disdainful cat, arms akimbo, looking askew at a world run amuck. And in his heart, he knows that the big city is where he belongs. 'Witness his description of the men in the street: "They all Jooked cold, desperate, lonely, with maybe a sidecar of criminally insane. I was glad I didn't have a rearview mirror attached to my forehead. I might have gotten a glimpse of myself."

Funny, irreverent, profane, and occasionally even profound, Kinky Friedman is simply one of the best writers going today, a fact recognized by critics and fans far and wide. So wide, in fact, that the Kinkster has become a legitimate bestseller in environs like Great Britain, Australia, South Africa, and just about any place where People have learned to laugh at themselves.

Read tis book and you too will see the way to salvation.

Kinky Friedman: God Bless John Wayne. Simon & Schuster, ISBN: 0684810514 (September, 1995), 253 p., $22.00.