1,260 Days is a journey to a foreign land, a detour called a shortcut in a cab. Its riding on a night train in a warm sweat as you hear the choo choo chuggen down the tracks. Its a vision in a restless dream, a nightmare with a bloody scene, a demon putting thoughts into your head.
1,260 Days is about the man in black. Its about a work shift. Its about a suicidal note. Its the unheard music. Its a forty-day fast. Its a severed artery. Its an itchy rash.
1,260 Days is a holy book. Its a trumpet being blown upon a hill. Its a paradox. Its a riddle. Its a jest. Its hope. Its change. Its woe. Its greed. Its me. Its you. Its them. Its us.
1,260 Days is about the end of the world.
I found myself alternately astounded, intrigued, and ultimately jealous of Enoch, whose adventures on a daily basis made my own life seem small and mundane by comparison.
Rich Marotta, KFI Radio Inducted 2011, Southern California Sportscasters Hall of Fame
Brilliant manurevres of narrative wreaking havoc upon accepted norms.
Tortelvis of Dread Zeppelin
An honest and straightforward book, one mans experiment with disgrace takes on an aura of supernaturally experienced grace. Easy on the ear and steering clear of massaging his own story-telling of an awfully curious humanity, Conte gives a read hell-bent on making us experience the nit and grit of rubbing up against the taboos binding human pleasure.
Scott Hartstein, Author of Adagia