THE GOOD, THE BAD, AND THE CARNY

Why go midway when it's so much more fun to go all the way?

It’s carny time again. We’ve plowed through numerous novels with this theme—the titillating Carnival of Passion, the straight-up raunchy Carnival of Sex, the meh Girl of the Midway, the sublime Madball, and more. Max Gareth’s, aka Stuart James’, Carnival Girl came in 1960 from Chariot Books with uncredited cover art, and it’s a little different from the light sleaze it presents itself as.

Nearly a quarter of the story is spent on young Norma Chiari’s fraught days as a drifter before she’s taken in by Kirkland’s World of Wonders, carted to a fairground in Bloomington, Indiana, and there taught to earn her keep as a stripper. She spurns the good boy, falls into bed with the bad, and reaches the expected moral crossroads, but the tale doesn’t come off as totally predictable because Gareth is a better author than you usually find in this tier of literature:

The carny rolled. Headlights slanting across the dull black macadam. Road dust boiling from under the heavy double wheels, whipping the refuse and sailing it with the gravel, high and wide into the scrabble-grass dark, to settle and still.

Hawking, grinding, sweating, swearing. Throat-rasping dust of the red Missiourri clay, when the sun beat down baking the midway. Mud that seeped and clogged and clung, when the skies opened up the rains. Cursing, bellowing, scheming, praying, the carny rolled.

It blared into stolid show-me towns like a honky tonk messiah, bringing relief from the tv and the corner movie, lights and noise and when-I-was-a-kid memories, the chance to win the cupie doll, to ride the ferris wheel and the whirl-o-plane, to see the woman who fondled reptiles the way a mother woud fondle her baby.

So that’s not bad. There’s effort within those lines to evoke appropriate mood, and it mostly works. There’s a sense of thinking, not just typing. It also feels like Gareth actually knows something about this subject matter. In the end, despite the unsurprising travails he puts poor, dumb Norma through, the result is readable, and even occasionally involving. It was a good purchase.

Everyone says I can't sing, I can't dance, and I can't act. But I must have something because I keep getting hired.


1959’s Broadway Bait is a slightly better than average—for the sleaze genre, that is—tale of two ambitious actresses, the owner of a prestigious acting school, and the scam that his financial benefactors are running behind his back. Once the owner of the school realizes he’s been funded not because of his elevated teaching techniques, but because the school makes a perfect clearing house for stolen goods, he decides to investigate, and his top two students are caught in the middle.

There’s some Broadway atmosphere here that feels authentic, but in the end the book is nothing to write home about as a thriller, and is tame sexually. What it does have, though, is a fantastic piece of cover art, which is—you know what’s we’re going to say next—uncredited. Chariot Books seemingly never gave credit. The only reason anyone knows which artists painted some of their covers is because of visible signatures, which is not the case here, unfortunately. But for the seven dollars we paid we’re happy to have this one in the collection.
There are a lot of members, but they all come away satisfied.


Arthur Adlon’s Key Club Girl is pretty limp for a sleaze novel. If we planned to resell it we’d be depressing its value by saying that, but we can’t lie—it has no spark. It’s about a virginal woman named Lena who’s unable to consummate relationships with a series of men, including her husband. She solves the problem with the help of an eager man named Lee and the behind the scenes action at the Golden Key Club. She doesn’t end up with Lee, though. Her husband Quentin, who was so disappointed when he learned on the wedding night that Lena abhored sex, and has since divorced her, ends up with her after all. We won’t bother with more of a plot summary. Life’s short, we have these sleaze novels coming in all the time, and most of them are better than Key Club Girl. The art on this, however, is sublime. It’s what enticed us to buy it. Paul Rader painted it, and if you look closely you’ll see a topless reflection in the vanity mirror, and in the background, way back, a man straddling a chair. Nice work.

Oh, I heat up quite nicely, trust me. It just happens when my husband is away.


Above: a cover for Cold Wife by sleaze vet Arthur Adlon, aka Keith Ayling and other peudonyms, from Chariot Books. This came from Flickr, and it was uploaded without a copyright date, which was unfindable at first. But we figured we could deduce it. We went right to the serial number, but it didn’t help because all the Chariot paperbacks we found had numbers in the 100s. This book is numbered 1602, which meant, near as we could figure, it would be published sometime in 2024 or 2025. Or maybe not. Actually, later we did find one Chariot with the number 1612 and that was from 1962. Figure this one is too. We’ve read Adlon before, and we have another on tap, so we’ll see him again in a bit. 

I bet people would be surprised if I told them the hardest part of being a hooker is holding this pose half the night.

Chariot Books is an obscure but pretty interesting sleaze imprint. This cover for Arch Stemmer’s Hot Bed Hotel is the fourth item we’ve shared from them. Should we actually pull the trigger and buy one of their enticing confabulations? We’re somewhat tempted, but we have so many books piled up already, including sleaze classics like The Mattress Game and Hitch-Hike Hussy. Well, we’ll think about it. This one is from 1961, with art by an unknown.

Chariot Books opts for alternate spelling of “tonight” when they learn graphic designer charges by the letter.


Actually, we have no idea why the book cover says “tonite.” We didn’t buy a copy, so your guess is as good as ours. Here’s what we do know. Tonite is sexual awakening sleaze about a smalltown girl who learns how to play men like fiddles in order to get what she wants. Nothing new there, but we do like the unusual art with its ragged white border at the bottom. It’s very different for the time period. Chariot was not great about crediting artists and this one is no exception. Put it in the unknown bin, 1962. 

You exasperate me earth woman! I want you out of my saucer. Pack up your shit and I'll drop you at your mom's.

Martians decide they want to study a thousand Earthlings, including protagonists David and Janice, with the eventual goal of turning the entire human species into love slaves. Sounds easy, but of course unpredictable consequences result. The rear of the novel describes the story as “unbelievable but possible.” We think a better description would be, “Impossible, but you’ll want to believe.” 1960, with cover art from Basil Gogos.

They're not exactly New Orleans saints.


We love this cover for Noel O’Hara’s A Time To Love, which comes from Chariot Books, a publisher previously unknown to us. A married couple are in New Orleans for a convention with no idea Mardi Gras is about to start. When it does both spouses are swept up in the craziness and infidelities result. Sleaze with beautiful cover art by Basil Gogos, which you see in it original form below, 1959. 

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1925—Mein Kampf Published

While serving time in prison for his role in a failed coup, Adolf Hitler dictaes and publishes volume 1 of his manifesto Mein Kampf (in English My Struggle or My Battle), the book that outlines his theories of racial purity, his belief in a Jewish conspiracy to control the world, and his plans to lead Germany to militarily acquire more land at the expense of Russia via eastward expansion.

1955—Disneyland Begins Operations

The amusement park Disneyland opens in Orange County, California for 6,000 invitation-only guests, before opening to the general public the following day.

1959—Holiday Dies Broke

Legendary singer Billie Holiday, who possessed one of the most unique voices in the history of jazz, dies in the hospital of cirrhosis of the liver. She had lost her earnings to swindlers over the years, and upon her death her bank account contains seventy cents.

1941—DiMaggio Hit Streak Reaches 56

New York Yankees outfielder Joe DiMaggio gets a hit in his fifty-sixth consecutive game. The streak would end the next game, against the Cleveland Indians, but the mark DiMaggio set still stands, and in fact has never been seriously threatened. It is generally thought to be one of the few truly unbreakable baseball records.

1939—Adams Completes Around-the-World Air Journey

American Clara Adams becomes the first woman passenger to complete an around the world air journey. Her voyage began and ended in New York City, with stops in Lisbon, Marseilles, Leipzig, Athens, Basra, Jodhpur, Rangoon, Bangkok, Hong Kong, Wake Island, Honolulu, and San Francisco.

1955—Nobel Prize Winners Unite Against Nukes

Eighteen Nobel laureates sign the Mainau Declaration against nuclear weapons, which reads in part: “We think it is a delusion if governments believe that they can avoid war for a long time through the fear of [nuclear] weapons. Fear and tension have often engendered wars. Similarly it seems to us a delusion to believe that small conflicts could in the future always be decided by traditional weapons. In extreme danger no nation will deny itself the use of any weapon that scientific technology can produce.”

Uncredited art for Poker de blondes by Oscar Montgomery, aka José del Valle, from the French publisher Éditions le Trotteur in 1953.
Rafael DeSoto painted this excellent cover for David Hulburd's 1954 drug scare novel H Is for Heroin. We also have the original art without text.
Argentine publishers Malinca Debora reprinted numerous English language crime thrillers in Spanish. This example uses George Gross art borrowed from U.S. imprint Rainbow Books.
Uncredited cover art for Orrie Hitt's 1954 novel Tawny. Hitt was a master of sleazy literature and published more than one hundred fifty novels.

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