He's definitely his dad's son, right down to the shitty Swedish translation.

Lots of promising details in Hill's debut, but also a frustrating inability to get to the fucking point - over 350 pages, there are so many horror clichés getting tossed at the reader to flesh out a very straightforward plot. Not that they're done badly, but still. Oh well, as far as rock'n'roll horror novels go, it does what it's supposed to.