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White Mexicans
Too poor to escape Los Angeles, too weak to survive in it; Doug Morgan takes a job writing an Exploitation movie to pay the bills. Struggling with the pay-off between art and commerce he finds himself on the path to redemption, if he can scrape himself off rock bottom.
Half novella, half short story compilation, White Mexicans is an American tale told in the Irish yarn tradition. Populated with Louden’s usual spit & spite dialogue, off-colour humour and poetic lamentation of a world gone wrong; his third outing is a mix of fable and low-life fiction.
*The statement that all stories “definitely happened” is one used for entertainment purposes and should not be considered factual or legally binding. All too often Mr. Louden is full of shit.
Half novella, half short story compilation, White Mexicans is an American tale told in the Irish yarn tradition. Populated with Louden’s usual spit & spite dialogue, off-colour humour and poetic lamentation of a world gone wrong; his third outing is a mix of fable and low-life fiction.
*The statement that all stories “definitely happened” is one used for entertainment purposes and should not be considered factual or legally binding. All too often Mr. Louden is full of shit.
- GenresShort Stories
214 pages, Paperback
First published July 13, 2015
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David Louden
22 books52 followersBelfast native David Louden is the author of the roman á clef novels LOST ANGELES & BONE IDOL [bohn ahyd-l]. His major influences have been cited as Charles Bukowski, John Fante, William S. Burroughs and Brendan Behan. He is currently working on a noir project for television, scheduled 2015.
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August 10, 2015
Review of White Mexicans
By David Louden
David Louden takes us on a wild rollercoaster adventure through Hollywood, California and many other exotic locales; as seen through the eyes of a highly gifted Irish writer from Northern Belfast. He’s had many influences, but he writes with his own unique voice and style. He’s rolling virgins into the inky jaws of his typer, staring at tits in bars while sipping Guinness. This tale is chock full of dynamite dialogue. David has a great ear and an eye to the keyhole of the world. He tackles beatniks in Venice, gun control, he fights with a Marine and gets beat up, and ends up with a nice chick with a well-trimmed garden. Reading this magical book was better than Disneyland on mushrooms. When David takes on the Valley girls, I feel like we must be related. Then we learn about prize fighters and Don King with a white hard-on and the tiger and the chicken, which will remain a mystery. There is some steamy sex, so be forewarned: mushrooms and snappers, pumping the hammer, a cunt time share, and two men using a woman to saw down a tree. You will get women with flat stomachs, curvy hips that love turkey neck and banjos. There’s advice from a dog, Elvis in Vietnam, a polka dot dress, and a bottle of rum. Kick back in Belfast in the Bunch of Grapes Bar and read Post Office while listening to Black Sabbath. Then we get into hairy balls and cock nuggets: is that English food, I’ve heard of spotted dick. Heroes and Batman at the Pig and Whistle, a bank heist, MEGA-TITS and ASS-ZILLA. Onto the Angel of I-580, a steak sandwich, and a hand job by Black Hitler. A car named Mexico and White Mexicans: actors coming to the U.S. from England taking Americans acting jobs. Warm chocolate eyes, switchblades, Dago red, mean green marijuana, off to the track and grifters whistling Cinderella Rockefella. I can’t say enough good things about White Mexicans by Mr. Louden. He’s a force to be reckoned with. I thoroughly enjoyed this book from the other side of the tracks. I was taken to the dangerous ‘hood, places where no self-respecting person would venture into. This is where David Louden and I both thrive and belong.
Catfish McDaris 8-11-15
By David Louden
David Louden takes us on a wild rollercoaster adventure through Hollywood, California and many other exotic locales; as seen through the eyes of a highly gifted Irish writer from Northern Belfast. He’s had many influences, but he writes with his own unique voice and style. He’s rolling virgins into the inky jaws of his typer, staring at tits in bars while sipping Guinness. This tale is chock full of dynamite dialogue. David has a great ear and an eye to the keyhole of the world. He tackles beatniks in Venice, gun control, he fights with a Marine and gets beat up, and ends up with a nice chick with a well-trimmed garden. Reading this magical book was better than Disneyland on mushrooms. When David takes on the Valley girls, I feel like we must be related. Then we learn about prize fighters and Don King with a white hard-on and the tiger and the chicken, which will remain a mystery. There is some steamy sex, so be forewarned: mushrooms and snappers, pumping the hammer, a cunt time share, and two men using a woman to saw down a tree. You will get women with flat stomachs, curvy hips that love turkey neck and banjos. There’s advice from a dog, Elvis in Vietnam, a polka dot dress, and a bottle of rum. Kick back in Belfast in the Bunch of Grapes Bar and read Post Office while listening to Black Sabbath. Then we get into hairy balls and cock nuggets: is that English food, I’ve heard of spotted dick. Heroes and Batman at the Pig and Whistle, a bank heist, MEGA-TITS and ASS-ZILLA. Onto the Angel of I-580, a steak sandwich, and a hand job by Black Hitler. A car named Mexico and White Mexicans: actors coming to the U.S. from England taking Americans acting jobs. Warm chocolate eyes, switchblades, Dago red, mean green marijuana, off to the track and grifters whistling Cinderella Rockefella. I can’t say enough good things about White Mexicans by Mr. Louden. He’s a force to be reckoned with. I thoroughly enjoyed this book from the other side of the tracks. I was taken to the dangerous ‘hood, places where no self-respecting person would venture into. This is where David Louden and I both thrive and belong.
Catfish McDaris 8-11-15
March 27, 2016
It's quite fitting that I've finally gotten around to writing this review, half-cut at a quarter to five in the morning because this is exactly when this book should be reviewed. If you can brave the elements it's also an ideal locale for reading this little wonder too. Because sometimes that's what you need at a time of day like this when you're waiting for the sun to come up; a little wonder.
What can I say about David first of all...I first encountered his first novel 'Lost Angeles' a couple of years back and I still haven't finished it. Why? It's not because it's not good. No. More because it cuts very close to the bone to me personally. But that's when you know you have something genuine in front of you, when it can effect you like that. Suffice to say, while a different kettle of fish, White Mexicans is David at his down-beat but swashbuckling best. The concept for this book is a great one and the writing bubbles with life. It makes me laugh as much as it puts a lump in my throat when I was all but sure I'd ran out of them. Stories such as 'The Greatest Cock In Town', Bukowski himself would have been proud to have been able to put them out. But David has had that comparison enough. Buk is clearly an inspiration but David's own sense of heart-of-gold, blood-of-steel writing is very recognisable as his own as he combined the abstract elements in with real life, an increasingly hard thing to do while remaining original, let alone make them somehow relatable. His Irish undetone flirts perfectly with the American styles of old to make him very much his own writer.
If you like Buk, Donald Ray Pollock, Fante or any of the other drunken romantics, 'White Mexicans' will be your discovery of the year. Not because you've discovered another pretender to their thrones, but because it freshens what the modern downward pointing romantic writer and makes it something that is Louden and nobody else.
What can I say about David first of all...I first encountered his first novel 'Lost Angeles' a couple of years back and I still haven't finished it. Why? It's not because it's not good. No. More because it cuts very close to the bone to me personally. But that's when you know you have something genuine in front of you, when it can effect you like that. Suffice to say, while a different kettle of fish, White Mexicans is David at his down-beat but swashbuckling best. The concept for this book is a great one and the writing bubbles with life. It makes me laugh as much as it puts a lump in my throat when I was all but sure I'd ran out of them. Stories such as 'The Greatest Cock In Town', Bukowski himself would have been proud to have been able to put them out. But David has had that comparison enough. Buk is clearly an inspiration but David's own sense of heart-of-gold, blood-of-steel writing is very recognisable as his own as he combined the abstract elements in with real life, an increasingly hard thing to do while remaining original, let alone make them somehow relatable. His Irish undetone flirts perfectly with the American styles of old to make him very much his own writer.
If you like Buk, Donald Ray Pollock, Fante or any of the other drunken romantics, 'White Mexicans' will be your discovery of the year. Not because you've discovered another pretender to their thrones, but because it freshens what the modern downward pointing romantic writer and makes it something that is Louden and nobody else.
August 14, 2015
WEREBEARS!
PS. I would definitely see WEREBEARS! if it came out. Yea that's right I start with a PS. You don't have to end with PS. Ending with PS? Well that's just BS. Okay enough of that.
White Mexicans is about Doug, an Irishman down on his luck. He is foul-mouthed and obscene, but funny and charming. Due to financial reasons he's forced to play along in the LA scene, which is grotesque and something always happens.
David Louden delivers an interesting and funny novel with his unique voice, not a voice a mother-in-law would love. The short stories are rangy and a definite must!
PS. I would definitely see WEREBEARS! if it came out. Yea that's right I start with a PS. You don't have to end with PS. Ending with PS? Well that's just BS. Okay enough of that.
White Mexicans is about Doug, an Irishman down on his luck. He is foul-mouthed and obscene, but funny and charming. Due to financial reasons he's forced to play along in the LA scene, which is grotesque and something always happens.
David Louden delivers an interesting and funny novel with his unique voice, not a voice a mother-in-law would love. The short stories are rangy and a definite must!
March 14, 2020
Love love loved this book. A collection of short stories and a story that runs the whole way, such an interesting and fantastic read. Genuinely one of my favourite authors. Love how he writes romance too.
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