Ron Shepherd is a music journalist who loves to go to Red House, a rock bar in London, England. On display in the bar is a historic treasure of rock music, the guitar owned by legendary guitar hero Allen Marshall. One night, a group sneaks into the bar to steal the guitar. But one of the thieves is killed and the other seriously injured. The guitar disappears. Ron tries to discover the culprit behind these sinister events, but a more terrible plot is already in motion. When a major Allen Marshall tribute concert is set to take place at Red House, the venue becomes a scene more gruesome than Hell.
Hoo boy! I want to review Red House separately from all the short stories in here, so that's what I'm doing. Red House is almost a novella, rather than a short story. In terms of plot pacing, I really loved it. I read the whole thing straight through without stopping even though it's quite a bit longer than a typical short story.
Daniel's specialty seems to be blending musical nostalgia and horror. My dad had a band, and he taught me a passionate love of music that Daniel's work really tugs at. My inner horror fan is always as delighted as my inner music fan.
I don't believe about talking too much about the plot in a review, but I wanted to say that Ron Shepherd, the protagonist of "Red House", is one of my favorite Daniel Darkfield protagonists. He's a middle-aged, music journalist who finds himself wrapped up in a mystery that's way above his pay grade. This character also appears in the Tír na nÓg series a little older and maybe wiser. I read Desire and Visionary before reading "Red House", so I felt like this was an interesting peek into a side-character's backstory.
I have written other reviews for most of the short stories in this book, except "Lamp" because "Lamp" isn't sold on it's own.