“Epic and brutal. . . . Horror buffs and metal fans will marvel at every grinding detail in this meaty, grim fantasy” (Publishers Weekly, starred review). Notorious for their satanic lyrics, drunken excess and rumors of blood sacrifice, the Banshees shocked the world with their only album. The world heaved a sigh of relief when the Banshees all died in a plane crash. Or did they? Forty years later, with no fanfare, they appear in a seedy Prague nightclub. Ian St. James, son of the original Banshees drummer can't believe his eyes. Ian's attempts to get backstage nearly kill him. The Banshees phenomenon goes viral—are they real or is it all a brilliant publicity stunt? Every time the Banshees play someone dies. Is it bad luck or part of some diabolical plan? Joining forces with hot young reporter Connie Cosgrove, Ian digs into the Banshees’ past and find disturbing links to black magic, the Russian mob and an ancient Druidic sect. Death only adds to their mystique as the Banshees steamroll across North America toward a triumphant appearance at LA’s Pacific Auditorium. Ian finally grasps the real reason they’ve returned—to tear a rift between our world and a monstrous evil—a rift created by an infernal machine built into Pacific Stadium and powered by human flesh. “Mike Baron is like Quentin Tarantino on paper.” —Kevin J. Anderson, New York Times–bestselling author of the Dan Shamble, Zombie PI series
