Hirshima Yeah! # 133 March 2016 (zine)

A photocopied, cut & paste, black & white Monthly six pager. We open things up with poetry and `the spinning particles of need`. Standout poems this time around are:

The place I left

Even though I know the area

And have been coming here for years,

It still feels like I`m on holiday.

The people, the streets, the pubs

All seem new and exciting,

Minus the drudgery

Of the place I left.

But I know it`s an illusion.

And I know it won`t last.

Because, honestly, what does?

And

All the words

All the words I write

Seem pointless.

Morrissey summed it up

With `I want the one

I can`t have

And it`s driving me mad`.

That says it all.

Finally

Rave

If you need to take drugs

To appreciate a particular

Type of music

Then maybe the music

Wasn`t all the good

In the first place.

Poetry to my ears. Amazing stuff to say the least. There`s some music, concert (Bob Mould, The liquid Room, Edinburgh, 08-02-2016), DVD and book reviews. Next in line, there`s our regular contributors; `13.82 billion years in hell ` (Gary Simmons strange musings / ramblings), `Cukewelde! Cukeweld! Cukeweld!` (Gary Simons / Jim MacDougall / Mark Ritchie three-way texting affair) and `Doctor Thornaby `(it makes sense not to make sense). We end things up with a shorty from Mark Ritchie `after the party ` and a `Cthulhu`s midlife crisis `single panel comic from one François Marceau. Contact:

Mark Ritchie

94 Main Street

Forth

Lanark

ML11 8AB

UK.