Richard NesbergThe (Inter)National Webovision When YouTube hit the intarweb in 2005 a fundamental change occurred in the way media is assembled, distributed, and accessed. Sure, underground outlets for film, television, music, and art existed long before YouTube. However, never before in modern times had the capacity existed for the average person to disseminate information and [...]
Archive for August, 2008
RSS This #4
Posted in non-fiction on August 30, 2008 | 1 Comment »
#53
Posted in Poetry on August 26, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Matthew Friday The Other Side of the Platform ‘I’m getting a double bed tonight.’ ‘Oh yeah?’ ‘Yeah. Well good.’ ‘I know what you wanna do in that, Kas.’ ‘Shut up, Gemma. Not interested in any of that.’ ‘I believe you, I believe you.’ ‘Shut up.’
Talk Hard #3
Posted in non-fiction on August 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Mikael Covey Eat Sleep Breathe and Reproduce The capacity to speak, to say something, is a great privilege. Not that we can’t say whatever we want, or spout off about anything whenever we feel like it. But the assumption that there is someone listening, or reading this. That they are paying for this with their [...]
#52
Posted in Poetry on August 21, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Shane Allison Searching For Allen Ginsberg I looked for you when boys called me a fag in junior high. I needed you when Ira Miller poured milk in my face. I searched for you at age 12 when I discovered the wonders of masturbation in Aunt Tillie’s bedroom, in front of her black and white [...]
#51
Posted in Poetry on August 14, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Ben Stainton My Name is Terry 1 The police never found the body. 2 Mr Smith left his sprinkler on all night. I call him brother but he never listens. 3 Thursday. In the canteen, Gary pulls a rubber knife on Craig. The girls laugh.
something, i dunno #3
Posted in Gonzo, non-fiction on August 13, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Jack Henry Back in my days of youth, in the semi-rolling hills just below the mountains of the Angelus National Forest, at the ass in of Los Angeles, I lived a normal life. Typical all-American kid, doing typical things such as riding bikes, swimming at the public pool during the summer, walking up the street [...]
The Review #1
Posted in Reviews on August 11, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Charles P. Ries BLOOD SOAKED DRESSES By: Gloria Mindock Ibbetson Street Press 25 School Street Somerville, MA 02143 Price: $13.50 / 62 Pages / 45 Poems IBSN: 978-4303-1034-1 In her third book of poetry, “Blood Soaked Dresses” Gloria Mindock raises horror to transcendent allegory. With language that has a lyrical soft quality to it, her [...]
#50
Posted in Poetry on August 7, 2008 | 2 Comments »
Matt Fallaize City if in the meantime she said you want to think about culture i suggest you look sideways the flat is the gap in the shoreline’s teeth lights drawn across indigo a peninsula becomes the sea look for the seam we joined the crowds in not talking and we reacted as starlings do [...]
Cash Rules Everything Around Me #4
Posted in Gonzo, non-fiction on August 4, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Greg Oguss on Pop Culture Coming Soon to an Intarweb Near You This month’s regular programming of Cash Rules has been preempted. Instead of the usual arrogant column on a selection of random shit you’ve grown accustomed to seeing in this space over the past several months, you’re in for a special treat. The following [...]
Out of the Cupboard #12
Posted in Out of the Cupboard on August 3, 2008 | 1 Comment »
Presenting: Dave Bryant Slow Death Of Another Trade I watch the fluorescent tube flicker. I am still stuck here, but it’s dependable. There are gentle erosions to mark the passing of time. The bumper telephone message pad is almost finished.