Stab the Remote

Dracula, 9-11, Cats.

There must be an invisible leash. In Stab the Remote, death is always close, like halitosis. Eisenlohr's vignettes are told with a lyrical gift reminiscent of Brautigan, Denis Johnson, Jennifer Clement. The narrator and the people he loves inhabit a circular terrain: Service industry nightmares. Porn. Pills. Blackouts and revelations. Acrobats of the eleventh hour are here. The Honey Bucket Hooker is here. You will find yourself here.