A 8.5 by 11 inches black and white, cut and paste,
five pager, monthly zine. There`s a beautifully crafted and weird as hell
Kapreles cover (Basil Wolverton anyone?). Now can you dig that sucker? Next in
line there`s poetry `from rooms that daylight never sees`. I have a lot of
admiration for Mark`s poetry, this time around I have two favorite ones:
Drain
Working with the general public
Will drain the compassion
From your very soul
Especially if you didn`t have much
In the first place.
I`ve worked ten
years in an information booth downtown. I can definitely relate to that
brothers and sisters.
Lending
someone a porno
Lending someone a porno
Doesn`t happen now
That we have the internet.
And another part of the past dies.
Well said, Fred. Next in line, we have our monthly
installment of Gary Simmons `1.5 years behind bars` (I can just imagine the weird
cats you meet in prison). Then, there is a lot of music, concerts (Franz
Nicolay And The Cut Ups, and Jason Isbell) , a book review (Morrissey: autobiography)
and some short, short zine reviews. We end this amazing zine with two short
stories: `something I found in the loft before I was sent to prison` (Gary
Simmons) and `101`(Mark Ritchie). Working as an office drone, dealing with a
stupid supervisor and almost kicking his ass. Been there, lived that lotsa
times. I`ve had many jobs where I encountered morons. There`s `the stool
pigeon`(will report anything and anyone to the boss), `the cocksucker`(sucking
up to his bosses, spitting or swallowing, that`s the question), `the Yes
man`(yes, sir, you`re absolutely right, the real live Smither`s indeed), and
the arrogant, self-loving dictator (I am in charge and the world is my oyster
motherfuckers). There`s more but it feels pointless to give them more importance
than needed. Contact address: Mark Ritchie, 94 Main Street Lanark , ML11 8AB ,
UK
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