Dirt Music by Tim Winton

Luther Fox, a loner, haunted by his past, makes his living as an illegal fisherman, a shamateur. Before everyone in his family was killed in a freak rollover, he grew melons and played guitar in the family band. Robbed of all that, he has turned his back on music. There's too much emotion in it, too much memory and pain.

One morning Fox is observed poaching by Georgie Jutland. Chance, or a kind of willed recklessness, has brought Georgie into the life and home of Jim Buckridge, the most prosperous fisherman in the area and a man who loathes poachers, Fox above all. But she's never fully settled into Jim's grand house on the water or into the inbred community with its history of violent secrets. After Georgie encounters Fox, her tentative hold on conventional life is severed. Neither of them would call it love, but they can't stay away from each other no matter how dangerous it is, and out on White Point it is very dangerous. 

Set in the dramatic landscape of Western Australia, Dirt Music is a love story about people stifled by grief and regret; a novel about the odds of breaking with the past and about the lure of music. Dirt music, Fox tells Georgie, is "anything you can play on a verandah or porch, without electricity." Even in the wild, Luther cannot escape it. There is, he discovers, no silence in nature. 

Ambitious, perfectly calibrated, Dirt Music resonates with suspense and supercharged emotion, and it confirms Tim Winton's status as the preeminent Australian novelist of his generation.

My main emotion when finishing this book was bitter disappointment - the ending was infuriating and it very nearly completely ruined the whole book for me. I don't necessarily need it to be a happy ending where they sail off in to the sunset together, but I don't like open ended tales where I need to guess what happens next - I want some kind of answers.  

But now I've had a bit more time to reflect, and I have come to the conclusion that I can disregard the other 479 pages just because of the last paragraph. 

Dirt Music was a long and very descriptive novel, but if you stay with it you will be able to close your eyes and feel Australia - the humidity in your lungs and the sun scorching your eyebrows. I loved the desolate journey through Western Australia, and now that I have finished, this is what is staying with me the most after I have closed the book.

Nobody can write broken humans quote like Winton. The main themes of the book were brooding - typecasting, redemption, and struggle  - with a tiny bit of love sprinkled in. The connection between Lu and Georgia was only 48 hours, if that even, yet it seemed to have made enough of an impact on both of them that it totally wrecked and ruined them both. 

The characters were flawed and real. Right up until the very end, I didn't know if i could trust Jim Buckridge and his "mission", and Lu's flirting with madness was too believable. Who would have thought that Georgie would end up being the most stable one of the three!?

I really enjoyed reading it, but would love it even more if there was an extra couple of paragraphs to give me a bit of closure.