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Drop...Dead: The DJ Murders

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Joey is a stereotypically-shallow gay "club kid" in his late 20's, who lives for his friends and their nightly club excursions. Joey's father had deserted his family before then immigrated from the Philippines when Joey was a boy, and, despite his college degree and a good paying white collar job, Joey still lives with his mother and sisters, with little direction or motivation in his life other than designer clothes, the best clubs, the most attractive tricks, and the popular drugs to enhance the club experience. He actually longs for a meaningful relationship, and realizes he isn't likely to find one among his fellow club kids.

When a club DJ falls from his booth, landing at Joey's feet, he briefly has second thoughts about the shallowness of his life. When the same thing happens the following week, he worries that someone is trying to send him a message. The inevitable conferences with the police, including a transexual officer who seems to suspect Joey had something to do with the murders, and an ill-advised night spent with an older man who arranges "boy tours" for Asian-loving tourists, plunge Joey into a world of deceit and lies that threaten his safety and that of his friends.

If you don't speak "club kid", you're bound to pick up some phrases from this book, which was written by a self-admitted devotee of that scene. You'll also pick up some Filipino slang, and a young immigrant's view of the problems of his native country. Well written, and occasionally very witty, though primarily a fluff piece best enjoyed by those who are a part of the club scene depicted. I give it four stars out of five.