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David McCoubrey’s second novel BEIGE GORE printed in paperback. Edition of 500.

BEIGE GORE is a wild, teeth-pressed trip into the braided worlds of crime and spurious politesse in Massachusetts, from the North and South Shores, points central and west, and beyond.

The surveillance state; police barbarity; the drug trade; society's obsession with violence and its capture; art; commerce; encroaching nature; loneliness; the grim ways we try to leave it all behind—it's all splashed across a massive canvas, a bleak and comic portrait of modern American life in David McCoubrey's second novel.‍ ‍

“An immersive, serpentine crime saga that manages to be as grisly as it is absurdly funny. McCoubrey writes Ellis Nerve with the wit of Pynchon filtered through a rusty sieve, Philip Marlowe ensnared in a splatter film. There is only a slight and ever thinning veil between the world of BEIGE GORE and the underbelly of our own, but for all its grime and horror, you’ll find yourself so enveloped by the complex spiral of the plot that you’ll be reluctant to leave.”

— Danny Cohen, musician

“BEIGE GORE: As much informed by classical noir as it is by black metal. Follow a raw Nerve private eye as he chases the putrid wastes of Eastern Massachusetts’s criminal underbelly in search of a missing person—snorting, smoking, drinking, and destroying anything that gets between his ever-evolving horrific case or his next fix. McCoubrey has injected a visceral horror into a world of addiction and obsession; his words are sharp and smart and deeply funny and paint a gruesome, mysterious, sludge-covered portrait of suffering. BEIGE GORE will worm its way into your mind and make your head explode as if by shotgun blast at point blank range, your body flailing around scooping up the leftovers. I haven’t read anything as electric or as grim as these interweaving stories and their degenerates hellbent on solving a case filled with drugs, crime, pain, murder, and, yes, jaw-dropping gore. This is as much for the old-school detective noir lovers as it is for horror junkies and metal heads. Imagine Glenn Ford picked up a meth habit and joined the death metal band Pissgrave. Humphrey Bogart in corpsepaint. McCoubrey’s follow-up to the stellar DETECTIVE DETECTIVE is a sprawling hallucinatory crime epic unafraid to push readers directly into the void. An incredible new detective novel stained in pulpy viscera.”

— Patrick Burnell, artist

Content Warning: This book contains explicit language, drug use, sexual imagery, and depictions of violence.