Dan Fante Reading and Book Signing in Phoenix, AZ

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Dan Fante knows a thing or two about surviving America. If you
like your prose vodka-soaked, soulful and bleeding on the page, then
Fante is your man. Born and raised in California, his father John was
one of the finest writers of the twentieth century, yet poor sales
begrudgingly forced him into working as a screeenwriter during
Hollywood's cinematic boom-time. By the time of his death in the early
1980's, Fante Sr's literary career was unknown to everyone but the die-
hards, including one Charles Bukowski who, in his novel "Women"
declared Fante his God and set about resurrecting his career. Dan
Fante is, in my opinion, an even finer writer than his father.

He has lived a life that would kill most people -- acute
alcoholism and drug use, poverty, divorce, suicide-attempts, therapy,
yet has survived to pick up the pen and tell the tale. Dan Fante isn't
some two-bit, woe-is-me tortured writer, this is the real deal. Having
read his first novel Chump Change , originally published in France, I
couldn't work out why he wasn't one of the most famous writers in
America -- but then America has always had a way of shying away from
the kind of home truths that Fante's work meets head-on. His words cut
through the whole sorry façade, make you feel alive, make you want to
smash up the room. His word tears each page a new arsehole.

Here is a writer whose work is immediate, outlandish and as
downright sick and self-obsessed as any musician, and all the better
for it; a writer whose works stands alongside Celine, Hubert Selby Jr
and Knut Hamsun as modern confessionals from the gutter.A sequel and
prequel, Mooch and Spitting Off Tall Buildings (both Canongate) have
followed and Fante recently published his first collection of poetry,
A Gin Pissing Raw Meat Dual Carburettor V8 Son Of A Bitch From Los
Angeles (Wrecking Ball Press). By Ben Meyers | Copyright 2003, 3 A.M.
Magazine. All rights reserved.



Dan Fante was born and raised in Los Angeles. At twenty,he quit school
and hit the road, eventually ending up as a New York City resident for
twelve years. Fante has worked at dozens of crummy jobs including:
door to door salesman, taxi driver, window washer, telemarketer,
private investigator, night hotel manager, chauffeur, mailroom clerk,
deck hand, dishwasher, carnival barker, envelope stuffer, dating
service counselor, furniture salesman, and parking attendant. Fante is
married and has a two year old son named Michaelangelo Giovanni Fante.
He hopes eventually to learn to play the harmonica.


Reviews:

The New York Times "...like Bukowski... Fante is an authentic literary
outlaw.

"I can describe Dan Fante's work in one word... sublime." Soud-Ouest,
France.

"The Fante's, father and son, have been a great new discovery for me
in these last few years." John Fowles.

"Fante offers moments that brush the genius of Bukowski and Hubert
Selby,
Jr." Elle Magazine.

"Fante's style is raw, insightful, and deftly realised." Time Out.

"...writing that is a violent lyrical blizzard...." Uncut Magazine.

"Fante... electrifies." L.A. Times.

"Dan fante. Remember the name." Beat Scene magazine.

"Ferociously Profane": THE LOS ANGELES TIMES

"Towering...Critic's Pick!" : BACK STAGE WEST

"Absorbing...Hardcore": LA WEEKLY

"Simply Should Not Be Missed!": CAMPUS CIRCLE

Corksucker Review

http://www.danfante.net/nytimes/newyorktimes.htm


Writing:

Caveat Emptor

Man on Fire

Mom at 89


Interviews:

http://www.lummoxpress.com/lummoxpress/id10.html

http://www.danforthreview.com/features/interviews/dan_fante.htm

On May 29, 8:35 am, Dagon Productions <d....TakeThisOut@earthlink.net> wrote:
> http://www.dagonproductions.com/FANTE.jpghttp://www.myspace.com/dagonp...uctions
>
> Dan Fante knows a thing or two about surviving America. If you
> like your prose vodka-soaked, soulful and bleeding on the page, then
> Fante is your man. Born and raised in California, his father John was
> one of the finest writers of the twentieth century, yet poor sales
> begrudgingly forced him into working as a screeenwriter during
> Hollywood's cinematic boom-time. By the time of his death in the early
> 1980's, Fante Sr's literary career was unknown to everyone but the die-
> hards, including one Charles Bukowski who, in his novel "Women"
> declared Fante his God and set about resurrecting his career. Dan
> Fante is, in my opinion, an even finer writer than his father.
>
> He has lived a life that would kill most people -- acute
> alcoholism and drug use, poverty, divorce, suicide-attempts, therapy,
> yet has survived to pick up the pen and tell the tale. Dan Fante isn't
> some two-bit, woe-is-me tortured writer, this is the real deal. Having
> read his first novel Chump Change , originally published in France, I
> couldn't work out why he wasn't one of the most famous writers in
> America -- but then America has always had a way of shying away from
> the kind of home truths that Fante's work meets head-on. His words cut
> through the whole sorry façade, make you feel alive, make you want to
> smash up the room. His word tears each page a new arsehole.
>
> Here is a writer whose work is immediate, outlandish and as
> downright sick and self-obsessed as any musician, and all the better
> for it; a writer whose works stands alongside Celine, Hubert Selby Jr
> and Knut Hamsun as modern confessionals from the gutter.A sequel and
> prequel, Mooch and Spitting Off Tall Buildings (both Canongate) have
> followed and Fante recently published his first collection of poetry,
> A Gin Pissing Raw Meat Dual Carburettor V8 Son Of A Bitch From Los
> Angeles (Wrecking Ball Press). By Ben Meyers | Copyright 2003, 3 A.M.
> Magazine. All rights reserved.
>
> Dan Fante was born and raised in Los Angeles. At twenty,he quit school
> and hit the road, eventually ending up as a New York City resident for
> twelve years. Fante has worked at dozens of crummy jobs including:
> door to door salesman, taxi driver, window washer, telemarketer,
> private investigator, night hotel manager, chauffeur, mailroom clerk,
> deck hand, dishwasher, carnival barker, envelope stuffer, dating
> service counselor, furniture salesman, and parking attendant. Fante is
> married and has a two year old son named Michaelangelo Giovanni Fante.
> He hopes eventually to learn to play the harmonica.
>
> Reviews:
>
> The New York Times "...like Bukowski... Fante is an authentic literary
> outlaw.
>
> "I can describe Dan Fante's work in one word... sublime." Soud-Ouest,
> France.
>
> "The Fante's, father and son, have been a great new discovery for me
> in these last few years." John Fowles.
>
> "Fante offers moments that brush the genius of Bukowski and Hubert
> Selby,
> Jr." Elle Magazine.
>
> "Fante's style is raw, insightful, and deftly realised." Time Out.
>
> "...writing that is a violent lyrical blizzard...." Uncut Magazine.
>
> "Fante... electrifies." L.A. Times.
>
> "Dan fante. Remember the name." Beat Scene magazine.
>
> "Ferociously Profane": THE LOS ANGELES TIMES
>
> "Towering...Critic's Pick!" : BACK STAGE WEST
>
> "Absorbing...Hardcore": LA WEEKLY
>
> "Simply Should Not Be Missed!": CAMPUS CIRCLE
>
> Corksucker Review
>
> http://www.danfante.net/nytimes/newyorktimes.htm
>
> Writing:
>
> Caveat Emptor
>
> Man on Fire
>
> Mom at 89
>
> Interviews:
>
> http://www.lummoxpress.com/lummoxpress/id10.html
>
> http://www.danforthreview.com/features/interviews/dan_fante.htm

His father was a better writer and a better man!