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Rock n Roll Babes from Outer Space

Rock n Roll Babes from Outer Space
Eat Me

First published in 1996

Rock n Roll Babes from Outer Space is a hilarious erotic romp. The big bang was never so much fun.

What do the three funniest, sexiest aliens in the universe want from Earthlings? Sex, drugs, and rock ‘n’ roll, of course. Linda Jaivin, who staked her claim as the queen of close encounters with her bestseller Eat Me, introduces an even more eye-popping round of pleasure-seeking escapades with the extraterrestrials extraordinaire in Rock ‘n’ Roll Babes from Outer Space. Look out, because here come Baby Baby, the nymphomaniac and wannabe rock star; Doll Parts, the gutsy punk with an eye for Earth girls; and Lati, the turbo chick with a dangerous habit of mooning asteroids. Once they flee their dreary home planet to experience every hedonistic pleasure Earth can offer, their explosive misadventures become a cosmic tribute to Girl Power and a hilarious, unforgettable ride.

Space girls aren’t easy, but they have a lot of fun in this rock n roll road movie of a book: part ode to Sydney’s pub rock scene, part ode to our alien obsessions.

Praise for Rock n Roll Babes from Outer Space

‘Witty and wickedly satiric… The plot is rocket-fueled and the puns almost literally fly off the page. Few writers have skewered the rock and roll world so savagely and accurately and with so much delight.

Washington Post

‘A lunatic mix of sf, erotica and good-old fashioned Australian myth-making, doing for inner Sydney what Banjo Paterson did for the bush… [it’s] like a teenage fantasy gone mad, and this is what makes it such a fun read.

The Australian

‘There’s plenty of gender bending, drug gobbling, and rude high jinks… Linda Jaivin’s Tom Robbinsish sex writing gives the story a rapid pulse and gratifyingly sweaty palms.’

New York Times

‘Rock ‘n’ Roll Babes from Outer Space is a romp. The sex is sexy and the language original and amusing.

Sydney Morning Herald

‘Will speak to several thousand young Australians raised on television and rock music, and leave just about everyone else wiping the drool from their chins as they wonder what the thing is about.’

The Age