Hell's Kitchen - Benjamin Appel

"Teen-Age Vice Amid The Slums Of - Hell's Kitchen"

LION BOOKS 95

NEW YORK, USA

1ST PRINTING AUGUST 1952

A STINKING SLAB CUT OUT OF A GREAT CITY...

Five avenues wide, stretching from the saloons of 8th Avenue to the rotting docks on the Hudson River, slashing north two or three slum-ridden streets - that was Hell's Kitchen.

Where kids were born and became thugs before they got thrown out of school, and died before they were old enough to vote - their bullet-splattered flesh eventually staining the pavement just another shade darker. Where backyard clubs taught the delinquents to be gangsters and the gangsters to be killers.

One man knows this stinking slab cut out of a great city, knows it better and tells it better than any man ever before him. That man is Benjamin Appel. Here is a book that throbs with all the pulse of life and lechery, of heroes and hoodlums, of innocent painted dolls and prostitutes. When you read Hell's Kitchen you will know why William Saroyan said: "Benjamin Appel-you are the best story writer in America."

Run Tough, Run Hard - Carson Bingham

"A High Voltage Story Of Violence And Vice Among Over-Privileged Teen-Agers" 

 

MONARCH BOOKS 194

DERBY, CONNECTICUT, USA

1st PRINTING APRIL 1961

PAPERBACK ORIGINAL

COVER ART BY RAY JOHNSON

Teen-Age Trouble

All at once, life was much too complicated for young Brad Dixon...

There was his parents' disapproval of his love for virginal Mitzi Gaines...There was the problem of Deedee Sayers, hot-eyed and hot-lipped, who constantly tried to arouse his nascent manhood...and wanton Dale Sayers, Deedee's mother, who thought Brad would be a nice change from the tired businessmen who beat a path to her bed...

Finally, there were the Black Vampires, juvenile delinquents on motorcycles, who repelled Brad even though their dedication to debauchery and wanton destruction appealed to the dark side of his nature.

Punk Rock - Richard Allen

 

NEW ENGLISH LIBRARY 450 03731 2

LONDON, UK
PAPERBACK ORIGINAL

1ST PAPERBACK EDITION DECEMBER 1977

The Punks are on the march - and the Teds are out to nobble them

The clash can mean nothing but violence and bloodshed but that doesn't stop reporter Raymond Kerr from following along to get his story.

His investigation is thorough, from the way they dress to the way they make love - and the way they fight. He meets the punks on their own ground. He meets their idols and their hangers-on. And he meets the Teds, their sworn enemies, whose savage hatred will stop at nothing...

Bonnie - Hugh Barron

"They called her the princess of the motorcycle gangs"

NEW ENGLISH LIBRARY 2854

LONDON, UK

1ST PRINTING NOVEMBER 1970

Bonnie came from a respectable, well-to-do home. And was she ever bored!

Her flesh cried out for the thrills of danger, speed, punishment. She craved the torment and rapture that only one society on earth could offer her. The Apaches - a lustful, barbaric biker gang.

She abandoned her young body to their rituals. She flung herself into their crazed way of life. This to her WAS life. Till the stink of death drifted in...

By then, of course, it was too late for Bonnie.

HUGH BARRON, bestselling author of DOLLBABY and FUN CITY, now reveals the horror of the leather-clad, heavy metal world of the motorcycle gangs.

The Warriors - Sol Yurick

PANTHER BOOKS 2218

LONDON, UK

1ST PRINTING 1967

FIRST PUBLISHED IN HARDBACK BY W.H. ALLEN LIMITED 1966

WAR ON A CITY

'Shocker is a favourite word used about books. This is one that truly merits it. It's West Side Story and then some. And nobody's singing I Feel Pretty...

Yurick isn't just concerned with crude violence. He really digs deep into the customs and conventions of these kids at war with the adult world.'

- Alan Forrest, SUNDAY CITIZEN

'The Warriors is the story of youthful delinquency to end all such tales. Nothing is left to the imagination-And the imagination boggles'

- Liverpool Daily Post

'The best novel of it's kind I've read, an altogether perfect achievement. I'm sure that to many it will sound like sacrilege but I have to say that I think it a better novel than LORD OF THE FLIES'

- Warren Miller

In the Bronx, eight boys, long sideburns and crew-cut tops, thick sweaters despite the heat, and sneering looks on their murderous Irish faces, mounted the crosstown bus. The driver felt the back of his neck turn to ice.

July 4th, American Independence Day

The teenage gangs - white, Puerto Rican, Negro...

17-year-old youths juggling with snake-coiled bicycle chains, 15-year-old girl friends nursing knives in their pockets - declare a truce to their interminable warfare and stream out from the appalling slums into downtown New York. The snobs are going to be given a rumble. So begins, as rockets soar into the sky to explode into shimmering American flags, a night of madness, orgy, and murder. The reader will certainly finish THE WARRIORS awestruck on a new, unbelievable level of awareness.

The Beatles in Help! - Al Hine

"The story of the Beatles new comedy in colour - Released by United Artists - Fully Illustrated"

MAYFLOWER DELL 0486

LONDON, UK

1ST PRINTING AUGUST 1965

THE

BEATLES

in

HELP!

also starring

LEO McKERN

ELEANOR BRON

VICTOR SPINETTI ROY KINNEAR

Produced by WALTER SHENSON

Screenplay by

MARC BEHM and CHARLES WOOD

Story by MARC BEHM

Directed by RICHARD LESTER

A Walter Shenson-Subafilms Production

Eastmancolor United Artists release

Cop Killer - George Bagby

"An Inspector Schmidt Mystery"

WDL BOOKS M914

LONDON, UK

1ST PRINTING 1959

COP KILLER

It wasn't a pretty world where Patrolman Bob Black walked his lonely beat. It was a jungle-world of cheap hookers, junkies, and smart alec kids who were tired, embittered old men at fifteen.

And one night, when Bob Black was keeping his solitary vigil, someone from that jungle came out of the shadows and made sure he would never keep it again.

Inspector Schmidt of Homicide and his shadow, George Bagby, realized that finding the murderer wouldn't be easy.

How could anyone find a killer in a jungle filled with killers - all of them cop haters.

COP KILLER

NOW, BLUE JEANS ARE ALWAYS WORN TIGHT AND NARROW...

But there's tight and then there's tight. And when they fit as tight as a skin, more naked than naked, then they have a special swagger that doesn't quite go with the clean-cut kid next door.

I mean the switchblade-set swagger.

It goes with the black-leather jackets, and those lousy ducktail haircuts, and those sullen-faced kids from the slums.

And sometimes it goes with murder.