Brand new five star review for White Mexicans on Amazon.com. It's still dirt cheap on Kindle so grab a copy now. It's also available in paperback if, like me, you like killing trees.
"A Great Book"
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, 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. 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’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. Onto the Angel of I-580, a steak sandwich, and 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 weed, 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.
Too poor to escape
, 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. Los Angeles
Half novella, half short story compilation, White Mexicans is an American tale told in the Irish yarn tradition. Populated with Louden’s usual spit and 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.