A gen-u-wine tortoiseshell guitar-pick-cum-Holy-Grail, a fish whose name in longer than it is, two decently (but barely) sequential love affairs, and a plenitude of wry footnotes penned by the self-confessed 'anal-retentive intellectual slime' who protagonizes the story, add up to an unlikely rack of ingredients for a successful novel. But somehow, Michael Petracca's
Captain Zzyzx carries it off. This is a loose sequel to Petracca's 1991
Doctor Syntax, but hero Harmon Nails III doesn't here reprise his role as the clued-out detective he then was. This time, he defecting from detecting ...Instead, he's pursuing a musical dream as the flailing lead axeman for local rock band 'Stormy Petrel and the Messengers of Love, featuring Junie Melanchik', which he mercifully renames 'Captain Zzyzx'. It's a picaresque journey, though he never leaves town. Enroute, Harmon loses one liaison and acquires another, discovers the joys and dismays of strolling fish, leaving the cap off the toothpaste, the yogic third eye, and Wild Turkey as a muscle relaxant, finally finding love in the arms of a woman with whom he has in common only that they're "both from two different planets." Nails is an endearing character, riddled as he is with doubts that men and women alike can connect with.
Captain Zzyzx is a novel no one outside of California would dream of writing sans hallucinogenic aid. In substance and style it's rollicking, ridiculous and often ribald. Expect a robust flavour of the bizarre, and a willingness to laugh at ANYTHING -- politically correct or not. Fun to read, and funny, to be sure. There is alive here a strong sense of the humour of language (especially the language of academe -- hence the footnotes) as distinct from the humour of situation. On the surface, that humour is postmodernly self-referential and decidedly contemporary. But the comic energy underneath is surprisingly classic: if you're wondering where the mid-century sensibility of Leacock and Benchley vacations in the present-day land of bikini-wax and bitchin' surf, here's where to look. There's more. Amid all the overt surprises this novel offers page by page, there's another that swells gradually -- the recognition that
Captain Zzyzx presents a sometimes touching, always human picture of a young man's life and growth. It's upbeat not just because it's funny, but because it's warm and genuine and, in Harmon's affirming discovery of the nature of love, uplifting. --
Edmonton Journal, Peggy Benton CashA gen-u-wine tortoiseshell guitar-pick-cum-Holy-Grail, a fish whose name in longer than it is... --
Edmonton Journal, Peggy Benton Cash A sexy, funny romp! Details on other aspects of Harmon Nails' life supply a good share of the comedy... --
Christine Watson, Santa Cruz Sentinel Like [the title of Petracca's previous novel,]
Doctor Syntax, the bizarre title of Zzyzx (sounds like physics) stems from something real -- an off-ramp sign in the Mojave Desert that reads "Zzyzx Road," a road that shoots off seemingly to nowhere in what becomes a metaphor for [protagonist Harmon] Nails's view of his life's direction. Petracca began writing Zzyzx as a mystery, but the book veered off into an engaging romantic comedy about Nails grappling with his ambivalence over intimacy. --
Los Angeles Times, Irene LacherOndine is a beautiful redhead whom Harmon first encounters asleep next to a fish pond, and then later at the first meeting of a poetry group in his living room. There Ondine, uneducated but truehearted, cuts admirably through the group's pompous interpretations of the translation of a Czech poem about a house cat. ... The charm of [Captain Zzyzx] ... depends completely on one's reaction to Harmon Nails, bright and beloved only child of Jewish and Italian extraction, who expects his reader to share his boyhood traumas and later disappointments and to savor all the digressive wordplay describing them. Personally, I like Harmon, but he may not be for everyone. --
San Francisco Chronicle, Frances StarnPetracca began writing Zzyzx as a mystery, but the book veered off into an engaging romantic comedy about Nails... --
Los Angeles Times, Irene Lacher
Michael Petracca was conceived in Brooklyn but transported in utero to Los Angeles, where he was born. As a youngster Michael enjoyed watching sudsy clothes tumble in the laundry room. This unnatural behavior evolved into a lifelong passion for surfing. After moving to Santa Barbara in pursuit of advanced degrees, Michael became a full-time lecturer in the Writing Program at the University of California, Santa Barbara, where he has taught for the past seventeen years. Michael conducts fiction writing workshops at the UCLA Extension Writers Program and Antioch University as well. His publications include novels, such as Doctor Syntax and Captain Zzyzx, college-level writing texts, such as Common Culture and AC/DC (co authored with Madeleine Sorapure and Bonnie Beedles, respectively), short stories and articles on interpreting the products of popular culture, and a fiction writing text that recently came out with Prentice Hall, titled The Graceful Lie.