sand, sex and salsa in the land of the conquistadors
new book by Kent Evans is an extraordinary odyssey through the
south of Mexico told through the irreverent pen of one of America’s
hottest underground writers. Running for his life from New York,
the Twin Towers, and a disastrous relationship, this uproarious
travelogue chronicles Kent's initiation into Third World society.
Join him as he samples the tastes, soaks in the culture and sinks
ever deeper into depravity all the while treating readers to Mexico's
fabulous treasures. A brilliantly orchestrated travel memoir blending
conversations, verse, E-mail updates and lyrical prose, Malas
Ondas (Spanish for "Bad Vibes") tracks one man’s
mesmerizing and hilariously masochistic descent into 21st century
sin all in the cause of that timeless enigma: self-discovery.
so much a book as a rave. Kent set himself loose in Mexico and
endured a blur of blitzed nights, bewildering parties, orgies,
near-death experiences, misguided romance and still found time
for a little mayhem and more than a healthy sampling of the local
beverage selection. What came out the other end was some of the
best writing in the last ten years. Absolutely astounding. I hate
NY Times Bestselling author of
Cradle to Grave, Day of Fury, and Circle of Fire
Evans is one of the best young writers alive today. If Rimbaud,
Henry Rollins and Hunter S. Thomson collaborated with Arthur Frommer
on a Rough Guide, you might get some idea of what you're in for:
A brilliant, wickedly satiric low-budget tour through the seamier
and sexier parts of a Third World culture. Kent has nailed the
Zeitgeist of our times. I couldn't put the book down."
Alternating disdain and adoration for the current traveler subset,
Kent Evans creates a mix of humor and emotion that is served neat
and with no apologies or equivocations. And thank God for that.
It is easy to imagine sharing a bottle of Mescal with Evans in
some forlorn jungle encampment as he recounts tales by a fire."
Minnesota Poet Laureate
Kent is not interested in making sense of the circus of his life,
but rather plows dead ahead into the chaos which feeds it. Ecstatic
and compelling, this one part fable and two parts gospel is well
worth the trip."
The Sound of Urchin