Pick up a retrospective novel about the 1960s and you could get a strong character-driven piece of fiction in the Jake Arnott mould or the other extreme – the literary equivalent of Heartbeat. Thankfully for us, Move On Up by Nick Coventon is very much the former.
Indeed, the Arnott comparison is appropriate, Move On Up also mixing London gangland with the youth cult of the day. But where this departs from the Long Firm is that ‘mod’ isn’t incidental, it’s central.
The book is essentially two converging tales. The first focuses on Johnny, an archetypal 60s mod who is big on self-belief and style, but low on income thanks to a dead-end job as a messenger in a non-descript import/export company. The second features Frank Saunders, able to live the good life thanks to a lucrative business as an armed robber. Johnny wants the life Frank has, but to get it, he needs to leave the ‘9 to 5’ and take a chance with something illegal. Drugs to be precise.