Neal Wilgus

The other day I got a small parcel from Neal Wilgus. Inside there was some poems, some collages, a brief bio and a letter (saying how much he liked my illustration which was published in the latest Psionic Plastic Joy zine). Neal is an amazing american poet. Contact him. This I command!!! Here's what was in said package:

Here's his brief bio:

I send him as a trade two original drawings. Those drawings where supposed to be CD covers for a new solo retard / shitnoise project of mine named 'Onion Dick'. I was not satisfied with the end results so I got rid of them. Here they are. You be the judge. Enjoy the show!!!

poetry corner

Inside the bland hole 

(François Marceau)

Low-fi percussions & tight ambience

A wobbling bassline

Lots of sampling with light sequencing

Minimal techno in the air

No band

No deejay

No MC in sight

Computerized emotionless simulacra

Holograms of déjà vu

Dancing like a robot on Viagra

Without meaning

Without sense, emotionless

A couple of smart / speed drinks

Some tabs of unknown origin

Keeps you going

It starts to make sense

Even though there is no sense at all

It feels like

You`re part of the crowd

You`re part of the gang

Feels like you`re fitting in

For once…

There`s a rave in my head wich never stops.