Jordan Prosser, Big Time.

- Jordan Prosser is a gifted writer with a crazy story, a tale dotted with heaps of juicy phrases and descriptions, but also page after page of tedium. It's like a fireworks display - it sparkles but there's no fire. There's minimal meaning underneath.  

- The story is set some time in the near future where Australia has been taken over by right wing movements and is now divided in half. The East has separated from the West and become the ultra conservative FREA (Federal Republic of East Australia). The government has banned the internet, mobile phones and all sorts of other important social and cultural entities like art. The police are everywhere. They are thugs in uniform. 

- Central to the story is the pop/rock band The Acceptables and their barely legal existence. They are partygoers and rebels, constantly indulging in sex, alcohol and drugs. In other words a rock band cliche. The main character is the bassist Julian Ferryman. He's front and centre, but unfortunately for the reader, grossly immature and intensely annoying. I don't know what Prosser's point is here. 

- The other central focus is the newly discovered drug ‘F’. After a couple of drops in each eye humans can see a day or so into the future. They can see ahead death and tragedy but can do nothing about it. Time and its inevitable flow is challenged. Perhaps is not even real. 

- So this novel is whacky as, swapping between vigour and tedium. Some of the characters get backstories that are interesting and emotional but they don't lift the whole novel to any sustained level of satisfaction.

- Best avoided in my old-white-man-baby-boomer-Pink Floyd lover opinion.