Entre Indígenas- What is Dirty Works?

Dirty Works- It’ s doing whatever we want without asking anyone for their opinion; it’ s laughing even at our own shadow; it’ s having to leave the country the day our documents get
declassified; it’ s to fall asleep the day of the robbery, call your buddy to apologize and wake him up; it’s to prohibit the passage of vultures and jackals; it’s not to be carried away by the current; it’s to open our pantry to everyone, but yellow container for all the bullies, the shameless, the crybabies, the smart-asses, the liars, the ass-kissers and the chatterboxes, the ugly people in general; it’s, as Raymond Chandler would say, going out for a beer one day and waking up in Singapore with a bushy beard; it’s loyalty to what you love and what you loved; it’s a publishing house, yes, but it’s also a way of life, a Johnny Cash song, a Sam Shepard story, «two drunks in a midnight choir», a mental ranch and, above all, an old friendship that will last until the day after the Apocalypse (which will probably catch us buying beers).

E- How and when did the idea come up?

D- We can be almost sure about the «when» because, in some (rare) moment of lucidity, we decided to print it on our T-shirts: 2014. The «how» is another matter. Nothing heroic nor
exemplary. Quite the opposite. A kind of drunken bet, a stupid challenge. It took place in a bar. Like so many other things that we have undertaken in our lives, with greater or lesser success. We bragged, we grew courageous and we threw ourselves into the challenge. We sent our past to hell and, the next day, we started to work (with a hell of a hangover). It was almost like expending the last bullet in the chamber. If it hadn’t gone well, we would probably be having this conversation right now in some psychiatric institution. You would ask me if that guy back there is who you thought he was, and I would tell you that he is, indeed, the ghost of Leopoldo María Panero, hitting the soda machine.

E- What is your source* of inspiration?

D- The Adobe Garamond Pro. Although this Courier New that you ́re using to ask me all these questions also makes me quite horny. It reminds me of my days with the portable Olivetti, when I wanted to be a poor and slightly tubercular Russian writer. I left it to some son of a bitch who never gave it back to me… Of course, as a font, La Fontana di Trevi, with Anita Ekberg in it, of course, is pretty cool too.
*Untranslatable pun. «Source of inspiration» in Spanish is «fuente de inspiración», that is, «font of inspiration», hence the joke with fonts of letters and fonts of water.

E- Why this genre in your books?

D- We don’t even consider it a genre. We don’t conceive Literature in terms of genre. We hate labels and shackles. We leave that to sad people. For us it’s simply about stories. Stories of ordinary people. People from the other side of the dream. Stories told from the salvage yard. If it moves us, if it shakes us or excites us, it comes to our ranch and we make room for it at the table. Welcome to the family. If it doesn’t, it stays outside and we give it two or three minutes to get off our land, the time it takes us to kill the cigar, go to the gun rack and load the Winchester.

E- Do you think that society is still prejudiced or avoids certain topics that you deal with?

D- I certainly don’t think it’s a matter of prejudice. It’s more about bad taste, ignorance, vulgarity, silliness, fads and posturing. And yes, society continues to show it off, very cheerfully. Just take a look at the top selling list.

E- Three books or three authors with whom you feel most identified.

D- From the house, Harry Crews, Larry Brown and Bonnie Jo Campbell. From Life, Raymond Carver, A.M. Homes and Carson McCullers. If you ask me tomorrow, I may tell you some others. Well, not maybe, I’m sure I’ll tell you others.

E- With which historical figure would Dirty Works go to dinner?

D- With the Roman Marcus Gavius Apicius, author of De re Coquinaria. Hedonist, gastronome, epicurean, first gourmet ever, in the time of Tiberius. In his house, preferably. And with all his daughters. To the opprobrium of Seneca and Pliny the Elder, who will also have been invited and who will come only out of courtesy, but suspicious and very fussy, eager to excuse themselves and leave, disapproving constantly our dissolute behavior with a stoic and very varied display of pouts and grimaces.

E- A success and a failure.

D– From the publishing house, success, without a doubt, The Redneck Manifesto, by Jim Goad.
And failure, despite being my favorite, Ann Pancake’s Given Ground. From humanity, a success, the potato omelet and the beer, cold as your ex’s heart; a failure, the fucking cherry
tomatoes (for God’s sake!).


– A phrase: How can anyone govern a nation that has two hundred and forty-six different kinds of cheese? Charles de Gaulle.

– A film: From Monday to Wednesday, Paris, Texas; from Wednesday to Sunday, Betty Blue. Or vice versa..

– A song: «Full of Sin», by Krista Shows.

– A drink: Industrial beer.

– A city: Berlin (with her).

Ilustración by El Ciento


  • Ten years in a coma / Ten years in jail
  • City life / Country life
  • Talking to animals / Talking to the dead
  • A good book / A good movie
  • Only being able to whisper / Only being able to scream
  • Lifetime free wifi / Lifetime free coffee
  • Singing in public / Dancing in public
  • To only eat salty / To only eat sweet
  • Waking up in a desert / In a boat in the middle of the Ocean
  • Knowing what you will die of / Knowing what day you will
  • Something organized / Something improvised
  • Music concert / Theater play
  • Visiting the past / Visiting the future
  • To be unable to see / To be unable to hear
  • Light on / Light off
  • Reality / Fiction
  • Motorcycle trip / Car trip
  • Never leaving your city / Not being able to return
  • Being submissive / Being dominant
  • Continuing with your life / Restarting your life