A new novel of supernatural horror (and pop culture) from the author of Horrorstor, My Best Friend’s Exorcism, and Paperbacks from Hell.
In the 1990s, heavy metal band Dürt Würk was poised for breakout success — but then lead singer Terry Hunt embarked on a solo career and rocketed to stardom as Koffin, leaving his fellow bandmates to rot in rural Pennsylvania.
Two decades later, former guitarist Kris Pulaski works as the night manager of a Best Western – she’s tired, broke, and unhappy. Everything changes when she discovers a shocking secret from her heavy metal past: Turns out that Terry’s meteoric rise to success may have come at the price of Kris’s very soul.
This revelation prompts Kris to hit the road, reunite with the rest of her bandmates, and confront the man who ruined her life. It’s a journey that will take her from the Pennsylvania rust belt to a Satanic rehab center and finally to a Las Vegas music festival that’s darker than any Mordor Tolkien could imagine. A furious power ballad about never giving up, even in the face of overwhelming odds, We Sold Our Souls is an epic journey into the heart of a conspiracy-crazed, paranoid country that seems to have lost its very soul…where only a girl with a guitar can save us all.
Thank you so much to Netgalley for the copy of this book in exchange for a review! I was immediately interested in the novel because of the author and the cover of the paperback that looks just like a cover of Rolling Stone. I grew up on a mix of 80s hair bands, metal, and grunge that turned me into the little weirdo that I am today. So, of course I would be instantly attracted to the story of Kris and Dürt Würk. Women in music have always been so inspiring to me, because they are stronger than any man in their situation. They have to face things that the opposite sex could never dream of. You can look at a woman in a band and know that she fought tooth and nail to rock, and Kris is no exception.
We start out the novel as the band has already fizzled out, and Kris is living in the aftermath. She’s working a dead end job and is content to live in her dead mother’s house, wasting away, until she sees a billboard for her former frontman, Terry, and finds out that his new band, Koffin, is coming back for one last hurrah. This lights a fire under her ass, and she sets about finding the other members of the band to unite them once and for all against the man who broke them apart. This endeavor turns sideways quicker than anticipated. Kris finds their bassist and discovers that he is coming apart at the seams. He tells her something happened the night that they signed the rights to the band away, and lays a conspiracy in front of Kris. She walks away to interrogate the other members of the band, only to fall deeper and deeper into what she thought was a made up mythology to their lost album, Troglodyte.
She shows her mettle and then some, escaping dire straights and keeping her faith in only herself and her music. The words that poured from her soul a lifetime ago points her way forward, and shows her how to make her way out of this complacency she has been lulled into. She realizes that her soul has been taken from her, but she isn’t the only one. Everyone around her is slowly being sucked dry by beings who are never satiated, and they are all slaves to the wheel of Black Iron Mountain. Some want fame, some want a new iPhone, and some just want out. It’s a narrative not too far from the truth of reality as so many of us pack up our hopes and dreams to be lead into the daily grind for a dollar and never come up for air again.
I like that this is a story of hope. Kris lost her soul, her dreams, her friends, and the life she wanted, but she managed to pull herself out of the depths and find a new path to tread. The story calls on you to believe in yourself and your own strength. It was creepy in its own way, but definitely not the devil worshiping horror story I was expecting from the curious title. It was also full of delightful musical references that any metal fan will love, and the original lyrics cooked up for Troglodyte’s track list are so vivid I could almost hear them in my head. At any rate, this was a fun, imaginative read. Grady has done it again!
4/5 stars












