Meet Larry J Dunlap


Larry J Dunlap

I was raised in Indianapolis, Indiana where I first fell in love, and developed an obsession with singing 50s and 60s rock music. Now, I mellow quietly in Southern California.  THINGS WE LOST IN THE NIGHT, follows my six years as the leader of a mid-sixties rock band, Stark Naked and the Car Thieves. In 1971, I moved to Hollywood for nine years to work as a personal manager, first with Seymour Heller, who practically invented Artist Management, and then independently. I tried my hand as a record producer, eventually building and operating City Recorders, a recording studio at Sunset and Gower Boulevards. I left the music business to found The Games Network, Inc., and helped develop the first digital cable television network, followed by four years in film and video production and post production. I’m known in the online game industry for independently designing and developing Imperial Wars, a multiplayer, online strategy and role-playing game, with the help of an exceptionally talented team. In recent years, before turning to full time creative writing, I developed and authored  technical and instructional materials and curricula for several Fortune 100 companies. I’m a published short story author, magazine columnist (Nightwork), reviewing southern California’s music scene, and authored and drew a short cartoon strip called FRETS published in an industry music magazine. I am unreasonably fortunate to share my existence with my wife, Laurie and Chili Dog. [/wptab] [wptab name=’Background in Music’]


Author, 1968

NIGHT PEOPLE, Book 1, improbably reunites me with my vocal group, the Reflections, from a broken life in the sleepy Midwest to the San Francisco Bay Area,  1,800 miles away. My vocalist friends and I attempt to turn ourselves into a rock band in the mid-sixties musical whirlwind of San Francisco’s East Bay dive bars. The band manages to survive, though at great personal cost, and finds itself accidentally renamed Stark Naked and the Car Thieves, which begins to rise to local fame in a North Beach topless club. On to Hollywood nights, celebrity managers, gangsters, famous studios and music producers, to become the first rock band to perform at Las Vegas’ fantastic new Caesars Palace Hotel. I narrowly avoid the Selective Service’s all-expenses-paid trip to Vietnam as our first record is being released. In ENCHANTED, Book 2, as our second record, picked by Billboard Magazine to hit the top of the charts, is released the band embarks on an island adventure steeped in ancient magic, where hidden dangers are disguised by exotic beauty. The romance of a lifetime finds me here. We see the true effect of our music when we entertain America’s recovering warriors at the edge of Waikiki at the height of the Vietnam War. THINGS WE LOST IN THE NIGHT is my six-year chronicle of life with a band of brothers who loved, betrayed, saved and changed each other; my romantic adventure of true love lost, found, and lost again in the tumultuous sixties. We jostled through a historical time of change in one of the most important eras in national history, meeting memorable characters, the famous and infamous, stretching to reach every entertainer’s mythical dream of  “Making It”, often forgetting the journey was the real prize. With more records being released, appearing nightly at the luxurious Flamingo Sky Room, and sharing the Crown Room at the top of the International Hotel with Elvis, everything seemed perfect — until everything changed and the music ended for me. I would try everything to rescue my forever marriage and save my imploding band — if I could stay strong enough.


Author, 1974

Following my years in Stark Naked and the Car Thieves, I moved to Hollywood where I took over the management of my band in Seymour Heller’s offices. In return, I managed the other young rock bands that Ed Cobb was recording for Attarack-Heller. About three years later, I joined two partners, Ron Singer and Scott Norton, in forming The Management Tree with penthouse offices on just west of the Rainbow Grill and Roxie nightclub on Sunset Boulevard. Eventually, Scott and I took over space at Sunset and Gower Boulevards in the Paramount Studio lot where we built City Recorders, a high-end recording studio. When family affairs called Scott away I took over the studio full-time, recording and producing, while managing several artists, until I left the music in 1980. I’d always believed I would someday tell the story of the incredible ride my band brothers and I took as youths from Indianapolis and share the amazing time and events we experienced on the West Coast of the late 1960s. NIGHT PEOPLE was published in June of 2015 and ENCHANTED is due out in late 2018.


  1 Comment

  1. Christine   •  

    Mr. Dunlap,
    I cannot stress enough how much I enjoyed “Night People.” I’m from Chicago, and though I’m younger than most people who love the music you played and love, I grew up listening to and loving it. The Four Seasons was and still is one of my all time favorite groups, and your talk of Midwest living, the sound, the era–it was all fascinating and enthralling; but that was just the icing on the cake. Your writing is so honest and enjoyable, without a hiccup, I was turning pages and entranced. I am/was also a fan of the local-to-Chicago band The Buckinghams, and have seen them perform quite a lot, spoken to them often enough, that your story at times reminded me of some of their perspectives on certain things regarding music of that time.

    I did receive an ARC of your book, so I’m not sure if this has been corrected, but you spelled Kathie/Kathy different ways in one chapter, so I just thought I’d mention that here (rather than in my public review), as I’m a word nerd and would want to know the same of anything I’d written.

    I’m very much looking forward to the second book, and if you’d like to correspond with a 38-year-old whose soul and love of music is much older, that would be welcomed.

    All my best,

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