Chasing the Dragon: The Life of Marc Hunter

For the past year I've been working on a new book, Chasing the Dragon: The Life of Marc Hunter, out through Hardie Grant. I've spoken with dozens of Marc's friends, foes, family, lovers and peers, and spent some time at his former home in New Zealand with Marc's mother Voi, trying to bring together the many pieces of his life. It's been one of the most compelling and heartbreaking writing journeys I've ever undertaken.

There's a dedicated Facebook page for the book, including reviews, interviews and readers' comments.

You can order the book on-line from such stores as Booktopia, Angus & Robertson and Borders, among others. It's charting very highly at Fishpond. You can read an extract here. I'm talking with Red Symons about the book here.

Time Out said it was a 'compelling story' while the Qantas mag called it a 'cautionary fable, a nicely researched dissection of a true Australasian rock star.' Click to listen to a podcast with Territory FM and here for a discussion with Greg Cary at 4BC. And I was recently 'sitting in a bar in Adelaide' talking about the book. (It's a radio show, OK? And a good one.)

You can also watch a YouTube interview with me about Chasing the Dragon, courtesy of Berkelouw Books Newtown. Here I'm in conversation with ABC Alice Springs. This is the West Australian's review of the book and this is from The Age.

The following is a sketch of Marc's life and career that forms the heart and soul of the book. Click on the various links to watch videos of Marc and the band in action.

As the highly visible and charismatic lead singer of the band Dragon, Marc Hunter was the voice behind such timeless hits as 'April Sun in Cuba', 'Are You Old Enough?' and 'Rain'. Hunter was also a maverick, who once derailed an entire American tour by calling a Texan audience 'faggots', and whose toxic lifestyle led to a turbulent relationship with his bandmates, including his older brother, Todd. His fast living also contributed to his early death, aged just 44, in 1998, from throat cancer.

Born in Taumarunui, New Zealand, in 1953, Marc, along with Todd and their fellow Dragons, was one of the first Kiwis to 'jump the ditch' to Australia, shifting base to Sydney in 1975. Smart, sexy and bursting with quality tunes, they fast became one of the most successful bands of the Countdown era, but not before enduring the overdose death of drummer, Neil Storey, in 1976 (the same fate befell keyboardist / songwriter / wrestling nut Paul Hewson in 1985). Marc and the band developed a reputation for both hard rocking and hard living. So much so, in fact, that in the wake of his Texan outburst, he was fired from the very band that he'd help transform into a hit-making machine, who'd command $30,000 per show and whose records sold in huge numbers. Marc's relationships with his many female partners were just as turbulent: a former paramour watched in horror as he diverted a cab to his dealer's house, where he overdosed and emerged some 20 minutes later, having been 'Narcained' back to life.

Friends and lovers compared him to Jack Nicholson, Peter O'Toole, Jim Morrison, even Beatle John Lennon. Marc had this to say: 'I may be louche but I'm never lousy.'

'Marc was the real deal,' said Ed St John, who first encountered Hunter on assignment for Rolling Stone in the mid 1970s, Hunter casually crushing Mandrax tablets into powder as they spoke. 'Scary, sexy, threatening, deeply intelligent - and really, on occasion, a perfectly charming fellow. But, man, he had a tongue like a viper.' Marc could see right through the façade that was the pop life. Sometimes he'd challenge journalists to admit what they really thought of the band's music.

'It's not that great, is it?' he'd ask, always pushing for the truth, spoiling for a fight. As a solo act Marc had some success, including the song 'Island Nights'. Eventually Dragon reformed, ostensibly to pay off debts, but they returned to the charts with the memorable 'Rain', a No 2 hit in 1983. There'd be several more hits, splits and reformations over the following years, but the band never quite achieved what Marc once promised to his bandmate, guitarist Tommy Emmanuel.

'We're going to be the biggest band in the world, Thomaso,' Marc told him, 'and we're gonna get a Grammy. You'll be walking the red carpet right alongside me.'

Marc was diagnosed with terminal throat cancer in 1997. more...