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Mod Rule
Mod Rule welcomes Joe Hawkins' bastard son, Joe Watson, to Allen's pulp fiction world of crime, sex and aggro. London mods rule OK as the bikers roar their engines and head straight for Joe's crowd.
128 pages, Paperback
Published January 1, 1980
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Richard Allen
30 books36 followersLibrarian Note: There is more than one author in the GoodReads database with this name.
'Richard Allen' is the name on the front cover of the million-selling Skinhead books. The name was thought of by the editors at the London publishing firm New English Library and given by them to Jim Moffatt, one of a number of hack writers who churned out their books to order.
Born of Irish extraction, Jim Moffatt went to Britain and learnt his trade writing up to six stories a week (thrillers, spies, Westerns) for pulp fiction magazines. He moved on to writing books, and by the mid-seventies reckoned he had produced 250 in the previous 20 years, at a rate of 10,000 words a day when deadlines were approaching. Meanwhile, the managing director of the ailing New English Library imprint was desperate to make inroads into a new audience of younger readers; his editorial board came up with the idea of commissioning a novel set in the emerging skinhead subculture. In six days Moffatt wrote Skinhead. The book was an immediate hit, and many of its youthful readers were convinced that the author was a real hooligan, not a 55-year-old Canadian who always wore a jacket and tie and whose lurid tales of sex and street violence were written from the same seafront cottage in Sidmouth in which he also penned a column for the local paper. Soon after Skinhead Farewell Moffatt's real-life relationship with NEL came to an end.
Moffatt died of cancer in the early nineties, just at the time when the skinhead style was coming back into fashion.
'Richard Allen' is the name on the front cover of the million-selling Skinhead books. The name was thought of by the editors at the London publishing firm New English Library and given by them to Jim Moffatt, one of a number of hack writers who churned out their books to order.
Born of Irish extraction, Jim Moffatt went to Britain and learnt his trade writing up to six stories a week (thrillers, spies, Westerns) for pulp fiction magazines. He moved on to writing books, and by the mid-seventies reckoned he had produced 250 in the previous 20 years, at a rate of 10,000 words a day when deadlines were approaching. Meanwhile, the managing director of the ailing New English Library imprint was desperate to make inroads into a new audience of younger readers; his editorial board came up with the idea of commissioning a novel set in the emerging skinhead subculture. In six days Moffatt wrote Skinhead. The book was an immediate hit, and many of its youthful readers were convinced that the author was a real hooligan, not a 55-year-old Canadian who always wore a jacket and tie and whose lurid tales of sex and street violence were written from the same seafront cottage in Sidmouth in which he also penned a column for the local paper. Soon after Skinhead Farewell Moffatt's real-life relationship with NEL came to an end.
Moffatt died of cancer in the early nineties, just at the time when the skinhead style was coming back into fashion.
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November 9, 2022
Joe Watson a swine, lazy, uncooperative, thief, selfish piece of shit. The son of dead Joe Hawkins who raped his mother. Joe a mod, snazzy dresser now loathes his homelife, detested his town and hated his schooling. Joe and his mother/father go on a picnic. A bunch of bikers rape his mother, bashing his father into unconscious, a pool of blood swimming in him, and daze Joe as he helplessly watches his mum's brutal rape. He will gain strength bash one of the bikers with an iron bar, crushing the skull in. He will then be beaten by the biker group and hospitalised. He will decide to leave home, steal his parents stuff to acquire money and drive off on a scooter to London. He will hook up with a paedophile, smash a gang leaders face and cause permanent hearing problems and take control of the gang. His hatred for bikers sees him wanting to hurt a bunch in a club, his murderous rage urging him to continue plummeting fists even after the victim is unconscious. Joe an evil kid just like his dead rapist father.
March 13, 2014
A charming little ditty of thuggery, rape and underage sex. Would be shocking if it weren't so inept.
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