Book Review: Rockoholic by C.J. Skuse

How Excited Was I For Rockoholic by C. J. Skuse? Y’all know I love books about music, bands, or ideally some combination thereof. See raving posts here, here, here… So the short answer to this question is: very.

Book Rating: 6. This was a really unique read, but I’ve had more fun with others.

Book Jacket: She’s got it bad, and he ain’t good — he’s in her garage?

“I’m your biggest fan, I’ll follow you until you love me…”

Gonna have to face it: Jody’s addicted to Jackson Gatlin, frontman of The Regulators, and after her best bud Mac scores tickets, she’s front and center at his sold-out concert. But when she gets mashed in the moshpit and bodysurfs backstage, she’s got more than a mild concussion to deal with. By the next morning, the strung-out rock star is coming down in her garage. Jody — oops — kind of kidnapped him. By accident. With a Curly Wurly candy bar. And now he doesn’t want to leave.

It’s a rock-star abduction worthy of an MTV reality series…but who got punk’d?!

Book Review: I actually loved the premise of the book. Girl kidnaps rock star? That could be fun! Maybe it would have some elements of Teen Idol or even Decked with Holly? But in practice this one was, well… creepy!

Jackson (the rocker) is way older than she is. Jody (the kidnapper) is unnaturally (and unhealthily) obsessed. It kind of gave me the heebie jeebies at times. If you can get past that, there were some great lines in this book. Here’s my best example of what I mean – great reflective line and then it gets a little weird:

I huddle into the bannister, iPod earbuds in, hood up, looking like a poster child for teen angst. I close my eyes and imagine Jackson is singing to me, like I do when I’m trying to get to sleep at night. I imagine he’s lying next to me, his breath on my face as he sings, that he’s stroking my hair…

Y’all get my drift?

I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention one seriously awesome part of this book, and that’s Jody’s best friend Mac. He is awesome. The main question in my mind the whole time was what he was doing hanging out with an unlikeable mess like Jody?

Which is maybe why, despite the awesome British-isms (she “nicks” things!), overall competent writing, and omg-there’s-a-band, this book wasn’t for me.

Read instead: Audrey Wait! by Robin Benway. Or Five Flavors of Dumb by Antony John. Or for a similar angry protagonist, I also preferred Amplified by Tara Kelly.

Full Disclosure: I received a review copy of this book from the publisher Scholastic through netgalley in exchange for an honest review. Thanks Scholastic!