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"Camus said a writer must bear witness to his/her age. Evans is
attempting to paint today through this well crafted, elusive yet
incisive work that provokes the reader to question and attack...no
room for apathy in these pages.
GBH struggles with the today of modern society, in the same way
as Joy Division captured a certain period and Sartre's Nausea
depicted existence...it is not pretty...we have drug dealers,
death, emptiness, decay, immorality, violence, numbness, void
and nothingness...there is no hope no act of communication no
sense of beauty no relationship to be seen in the work. A similar
mood is sensed in The Manic Street Preachers Holy Bible whereby
we are bombarded with images of death, evil and destruction." - Patrick Jones, Y Faner Goch, April '97
"John Evans is the voice of the disaffected, alienated youth of
the south Wales valleys, the street voice of post-industrial Britain
rattling to its death....
In style of writing and format GBH follows that of Industria -
Evans's poetry pours from the decaying world of council estates
where the social cement has been loosened. His writing is set
against illustrations and photographs by turn fascinating and
repellent, opening the wound to very guts of an urban culture
rotting from Capitalism...
His style is reminiscent of William Burroughs and the later works
of Hunter Thompson. It's Burroughs with graphics and graffiti." -Gwyn Griffiths, Morning Star, Dec. '96
"GBH, the latest graphic-novel-cum-poem by hard-hitting Valleys
writer John Evans, does not make for comfortable reading. His
style - punchy, raspy, biting - is uncomfortable in its confrontational
quality yet claws the reader in, aided by the visually challenging
graphics and typography. His tight-fisted, full on approach he
first nurtured as a punk musician in '76." -Finetime, Nov. '96.
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