Dishpig is an unconventional approach to writing. Written in five weeks, spontaneously and in a free-flow style, sentences go on for pages, undisciplined and full of vitality, exuberance and sexuality. It chronicles the bawdy adventures of a dishwasher/unpublished writer as he tries to make sense of what it means to be alive. From the fifteen year old Brazilian Maria, to the young, beautiful, wayward Betsy, to the protagonist, Tony, cynical but full of life, Dishpig takes you through the streets and bars of urban Winnipeg and the trendy strips of little Italy. With a keen sense of confused insight and humor, the language whips through a landscape of lost dreams and oddball characters, serious at moments, downright grim at others, but never collapsing to the point of complete defeat. It’s a rush of vitality. It's a sense of living. There hasn't been a book like this in quite some time...
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By tony nesca
Oct 15, 2009
"A review by L. McKinley" L. McKinley, A reviewer, September 20, 2005, Urban poet tells tales from the street and from the heart Dishpig reads like a stream of consiousness that denounces materialism and success as frivolous and unimportant. Tony, the introspective narrator, lives his life by his own rules. No apologies, no compromises, few regrets. His writing style is as unpretentious as the way he chooses to live. He is naked, exposing his heart and soul to those he trusts. He seeks the simplest of pleasures;cheap scotch, plentiful thighs, honest conversation and nocturnal companions. Money, careers and possessions are seen as soulless pursuits. His thirst for life is quenched by his bawdy misadventures. His unflinching philosophies reflect life on the street and in the bars and bedrooms of his neighborhood. His book bleeds with the lifeblood of some of his mentors; Bukowski, Miller and Celine. At times is is both elegantly poetic and keenly observed, but it always rings... More > true with raw prose straight from the gut. His critique of our generation burns like whiskey, but his humor is as fresh as the grass banks of the river that he lies upon, watching the days pass by. It makes me want to quit my misguided nine to five and take on a lifestyle that is true to myself. Read this book and maybe you'll see what I mean. Tony would probably appreciate the few bucks he'll pocket. He'll likely by a cold one for the street busker he just met. He wouldn't have it any other way.< Less
