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boy, did these two publications start a major debate here at entropy press! i had no idea when i presented them to the rest of the staff for review what a philosophical can of worms i would be opening...i just figured "sabotage episode...oh cool, hack er zines...how topical" but our spirited discussion nearly ended in tears. (See "Interview with PUDDiNG" by The Kid for details on the issues raised.) Anyway, if you want to know how to r ip off the phone company, screw your electric company, or even hack a video game, these are the places to start. You'll learn the difference between red-boxing, blue-boxing, and beige-boxing and find out how simple it is to steal cellular phone time. T hat is, if the corporate powers that be haven't protected themselves from these tricks yet. But who cares if they're practical? Both zines are well produced, entertainingly written , and you can feel like you're sticking it to the man while you're flipping through 'em.
Junk
Slam
Jack Squat
Hot Snot Pot
This meandering melange of reviews, rants, and pop culture critiques seems at first glance like that jello mold chock full of mini-marshmellows and canned fruit cocktail that Auntie always brings to the family pot-luck.
But upon further inspection, one finds that there's more to the mixture: poop, balls, and nipples, sprinkled liberally with Anna Nicole Smith slams. Not surprisingly, the addition of these ingredients makes it far more palatable than that heinous desser
t. A good laff.
24-7 artzine
hey! here's a little piece of urban culture being given the credit that it has been denied for far too long! old school punk rocker (and all around kick ass aerosol artist) WOMBAT pays tribute to the mural artists of boston and NY who graphically sta
te their poigniant/pointed messages, this is with a little help from XEROX of course. to develop this statement further, let me add that JUNK is composed entirely of black and white shots of actual graffitti murals, a veritabl
e photo eassy documenting the current state of aerosol public art < i guess it's not cool to say "vandalism at its best" ? > . bringing me to the actual critiquing portion of this write up. though we here at EP realize that JUNK is on a budget < much li
ke ourselves > some of these images are kind of hard to discern. this is due to the fact that most of the pictures were probably color photos of murals which were then digiatalized, reduced to two colors < black and white > and then photo-copied and prin
ted in black and white. the only other criticism I had with this edition of JUNK < issue #1 - second printing > is that the one bit of "significant" text < an interview with an artist named "Cope" > doesn't give the reader a very good idea of who this
actual "Cope" character is. from this minute detail I am lead to believe that JUNK is a zine of and for the scene. with this aside, all in all these 26 pages were a damn good time. some of the murals are really amazing and w
ell worth the effort and time Wombat has spent documenting them. advice: pick up a copy and decide how the wonderful world of graffitti in print for more info contact "Wombat"
at the Castignetti Compound
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Boston MA 02113
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somebody in a band called politikill incorrect (check them out if you can! they fucking RULE! they're from ontario, canada...punk. chick and a guy up front on vocals...the girl is POWERFUL! the guy's not so bad either...they were pl
aying with toxic narcotic and some other band that had some sort of ska thing with a trombone going on...the crowd was mostly seasoned TN fans... politikill and toxic both put on impressive sets upstairs at the middle east in ca
mbridge, ma. that night...TN was a tad above the threshold of hearing though...not necessarily a detriment being a punk band and all...and since i'm familiar with the songs it was a fucking intense show...however, my companion that evening had never heard them before and left the show (understandably) as clueless as he had arrived due to the volume issue...just something to consider guys...but as always major props!..
..look a music review and a 'zine review! how cross cultural!...ANYWAY...) gave me this 'zine... i assume someone in the band is a regular contributor... to the point though, i really enjoyed this decidedly "punk" publication. they're similar to
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walking through harvard square one day i noticed this regular looking guy probably in his late teens nonchallantly asking passers-by if they would like to buy his poetry...there weren't too many takers...so, feeling benevolent that day, i approached a
nd accepted his offer. two dollars got me three pieces of double-sided xerox folded in half making a simple booklet, and a brief conversation with jack himself. jack mildly and politely explained that he had left home when he was 16 and since that time
has been roaming around the united states, going where ever his hitch-hiked rides might take him...he also graciously thanked me for buying his poetry. upon inspection of the hand written document, i came to realize that jack's simple style of writing ac
tually portrays a very perceptive and intelligent acceptance of his situation...the first page is fashioned as an introduction to a movie. as you read further you get the impression that jack sees his life as a part in some production that was written by
no one and whose plot is going nowhere, that he resigns himself to playing. he doesn't seem to like being homeless, nor does he seem to hate it...his allusions to hustling are not shameful or proud...he isn't expecting something for nothing. he just i
s. without getting too philosophical about these three pieces of paper no contact information available.
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aahhhh... i always look forward to receiving my new issue of 24-7, being a publisher myself i consistently respect the printing quality and content < not to mention their adherence to their printing schedule!>. if you're into lots of poetry and creat
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