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Post by dem bones on Nov 4, 2015 12:53:56 GMT
Not very hopeful of getting a thread from this, but you never know. Inspired by this delightful item, courtesy of Sleazy Reader #3. Sport is Sleazy!  Bill Ward |
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Post by dem bones on Nov 5, 2015 12:29:35 GMT
Slim pickings to date, about the sleaziest example I've found amogst my tat is Wayne Roger's self-explanatory The Devil's Prize Ring from Terror Tales ( Jan-Feb. 1937) According to John Dinan ( Sports In The Pulp Magazines, McFarland, 1998), E. Hoffman Price's Death Takes the Wheel ( Spicy Detective, Feb. 1938), "is as far as sex would ever go in a pulp sports story; suggestive adjectives leading to suggestions of offstage happenings. The sports pulps had none of this." The story centres on Cliff Cragin's struggle to keep his mind on the race-track while his eyes are ogling the luscious Illona ("The perfume exhaled from the white curves that peeped from her black negligee raised his blood pressure when she leaned closer..."). Mr. Dinan leaves it to the reader to learn if Cliff survived to bag the trophy, though from my experience of the Spicy's there is every likelihood he gets his hands on the goods. |
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Post by dem bones on Nov 6, 2015 9:40:19 GMT
Aus Pulp interlude!Help is at hand from Andrew Nette at Pulp Curry, who kindly provided the following scans & details. No question, The Love Game belongs on this thread. Motor-racing pulps. May or may not feature risqué pit-stop action, but strong Sport is Murder potential. Ray Slattery - Frank O'Hara Series #4: Back Straight, Horwitz, 1965 David Bower - Danger Circuit, Horwitz, 1963 Donald Hann - The Love Game, Horwitz, 1964 Ray Slattery - The Tip, Horwitz, 1975 Read Andrew on the mysterious and impossibly prolific Ray Slattery, author of The Tip, Back Straight, and multiple 'John Slater' Gestapo-sploitation novels. Thank you, Pulp Curry
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Post by dem bones on Nov 6, 2015 16:07:30 GMT
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Post by dem bones on Dec 15, 2015 12:26:11 GMT
Justin the Paperback Fanatic sent me some info regarding this 'Sport is Sleazy' title some time ago, but I only just realised he enclosed scans. He writes: 'D. Royal's Super Jock (Midwood, 1970) is super-rare and collectible! Pencils by Berni ‘Swamp Thing’ and ‘Cycle of the Werewolf’ Wrightson, and inks by Jeff Jones. |
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Post by dem bones on Feb 17, 2016 19:27:34 GMT
Two more for the gallery. Knock 'em Dead is one half of an Ace double from 1955. Thanks to Mr. Paperback Fanatic for the Film Fun, Nov. 1934 scan. |
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Post by dem bones on Aug 30, 2018 8:11:54 GMT
Via the pit of pulp horror, sf and weird sleaze that is the superb Pulp Covers: The Best Of The WorstJudd Parrish - Women On Wheels (Beacon, 1964) Blurb: If you’ve ever wondered about those roller-skating beauties, wonder no more. Here is a blast of a book that tells absolutely all! It will nail you to your chair from the first to the last page ...
The colorful world of the roller relay, where hard men and thrill-seeking girls compete for fame, fortune — and each other!John Dexter - Wantons On Wheels (Corinth Publications, 1969) Cover: Robert BonfilsBlurb: Vivian was the new girl on the roller derby team. Fresh from the country, she hungered for the excitement only the big city could offer. And she found it — on the track, and in the bed of almost every member of the team.
This is an original Candid Reader. |
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Post by dem bones on May 27, 2023 16:12:50 GMT
"This is no love game Brody. This is big-time spy-stuff. If that satellite gets out of the country it'll be murder — mass murder! So you see Marc, you've got to play ball with me ..." Anyone for tennis? Marc Brody (W. H. ‘Bill’ Williams)- Baby Your Racket's Busted (Horwitz, 1957) Blurb: THIS was a tennis tournament with a difference. When Thompson told me to cover the story he didn't say there would be bodies as well as balls. Beautiful Lola Kemp, champ of the courts, told me her life had been threatened— she couldn't think why!
It seems that everywhere Brody goes he turns up with a body — and I don't mean a live one. But this was an espionage racket strictly for the big-time, with a million dollars as the payoff!
But there were compensations — like Paula, and a beautiful dame called Sylvia, who claimed to be Paula's sister, but who nobody knew but Brody.
This business got so complicated that I thought the works were due to blow up any minute...
Did I say blow up? After I took the top off that tennis trophy I don't remember any more...
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