That's another thing I've learned from hanging around my Old Man: never give up any more information than you have to. He looks like a Mexican Peter Fonda and even has a habit of slicking his hair down with his hand like Fonda does in Easy Rider.

My Old Man is the baddest motherfucker in the Valley, and when he's around, everyone else is second. It is this value on silence and indifference that have forced these stories to go unrecorded for so long.Featuring the latter’s suitably titled house band, Sua Gente de Todo Lugar (the People From Everywhere) as well as the wild boys of Romperayo, including band leader and drummer mastermind Pedro Ojeda.

We skirt Tequila, Jalisco, and just as dawn hits drive straight into Guadalajara and to el Hotel Las Américas on the edge of town. The mineral water is then shaken—some really medieval fuckers put chile pepper into the mineral water—and shot up the detainee’s nose where he can’t help but drown on the agitated soda for the couple of minutes it takes for the fizz to run out.

Take a ride down to São Paulo, Brazil for a remarkable one-off recording session between Colombia’s Romperayo and Brazilian producer / musician DJ Tudo. Daniel Chacn, author, And the Shadows Took Him and Hotel Jurez: Stories, Rooms, and Loops, "Mariguano is the first novel in English to capture what it feels like to live on a day-to-day basis in the world of Mexican drug trafficking organizations. He pulls in behind me, and we drive with me sandwiched between the Chevy and the Marquis out of Tepic and down the dark sierra.

Don Julio’s son, El Johnny, lives to tell the tale of the rise and fall of his father’s drug smuggling empire and of the destruction of his family. Onésimo says to my Old Man, "When I worked in El Registro, I was in charge of all those cabrones and I always gave them their fair cut. He hands me a post-card sized laminated badge that says he's a commissioned agent, level C, of the Seguridad Nacional Federal.Daniel Chacón, author, And the Shadows Took Him and Hotel Juárez: Stories, Rooms, and Loops, "Ochoa's first novel is an important debut in American letters. Mom and my Old Man stay in room 324 and Raulito and I are in 325—Mom says it doesn't look right for kids to be alone in a hotel without a parent near. No part of this excerpt may be reproduced or reprinted without permission in writing from the publisher. Cynthia is something royal sitting daintily with her legs crossed at the ankles fanning herself with a lotería card—I don't know the words, but the type of sweet wholesome girl who could scar a guy for life.