a motor-mouthed collage of spoken word and storytelling. tales of paranoia, young love and ultra-violence. from the desk of christopher brett bailey comes a spiralling odyssey of pitch-black humour and nightmarish prose. THIS IS HOW WE DIE is a prime slice of surrealist trash, an Americana death trip and a dizzying exorcism for a world convinced it is dying. 'Is this actually how we die? Driven at disorientingly high speed through the blazing landscape of our own riot-torn hearts, while the radio blares adverts for impossible products conceived in the agonizing heat of capitalism's terminal inferno? Christopher Brett Bailey auctions off everything we have and everything we think we know to the lowest bidder, leaving us stripped and spent and blissed out and beaten by language, that treacherous stuff we had thought was our friend. No, there ain't no sanity clause: but I'd trust Bailey with my life, and if this is how we die, you know, it's really not such a bad way to go.' Chris Goode.