A Discworld novel. It's hard to grow up normally when grandfather rides a white horse and wields a scythe - especially when you have to take over the family business, everyone thinks you're the Tooth Fairy, and you have to face the new and addictive music that has reached the Discworld.
I am convinced that Sir Pratchett wrote this book for the sole reason of putting in a "grateful Death" joke.
It wasn't my favorite Discworld book, but the phrase "Music With Rocks In" is so charmingly Pratchett that I kind of wanted to hug it.
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