When I first read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas by Hunter S. Thompson, I read it cover to cover in a single sitting. It's one of those books that pulls you into another world, in this case a debaucherous, drug-fueled frenzy in the American Capital of Sin. It is, in every way, a crazy work of creative literary genius. Hunter Thompson has a remarkable ability, in his writing, to somehow remain coherent with his commentary on society and culture, while simultaneously exploring the realms of complete and total incoherence. Paradoxical? You bet. There are moments of essayist commentary on politics, counter-culture excess, and the hippie revolution that are incredibly lucid, scathing, and, in a literary sense, beautiful. Then there's the rest of the book, a dangerously devilish description of excessive drug consumption. There are no holds barred in this book - anything and everything goes. Check out the playlist for the soundtrack here: http://www.smithersradio.com/stationplaylist/interrobang-playlist-08142012