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O man was last nite fun...you mighta noticed me, i was the loud drunk obnoxious asshole that was runnin around with a string can phone...well i did say i had fun, did i not?...on the way up i nearly got attacked by the tree branches that are growing out of the apartment... the boys had set up a stage with boxes and windows and leafy branches and a microphone on a string at the front for the spoken words, and carl's room was made up like his mind with blue wood windows smeared with typewritten martian law pages and the usual typewriter for hire in the corner. katie heath (whose name i've now forgotten about a million times but who's personality is unforgettable) had some sweet pieces up in the hall like i need a job /hobby rolling papers and a liquor store map of her community, very handy indeed. Evan had some cool pieces up too, like bat glasses imploring "see me" but i can't really describe his style, you gotta see it. whitney (of roche moche) had some of her fucking amazing, haunting skeletal birdmouth paintings up too. There were lots of other kickass displays like birdsnests towers and photographs, with names on them that were all blurry (that or there was two of thems) and shit, kickass. Of course, it was Joe "OEM" Bly's day of birthening, so there was much drunken merry making and reuniting of folks we hadnt seen in a minute / all summer, happy to report that richard dugan is alive indeed, i also learned some interesting things about riker's from an irish ex-con...like prison rape? totally exaggerated. prison man on man action? everything you dreamed about and more. if you're into that kinda thing. Ike and Carl were the perfect hostesses, thanks for an awesome night guys! now to soak my head in a bucket of ice water...
The Immigrants' Address: "where are you from?" You can talk about your ancestry, your hometown, or your alien reptilian forebearers. send any art/words to: email@example.com
CoL LaB. round robins, exquisite corpses, murals; anything slapt together by more than one artist/writer/pornstar, preferably in its' original form, handed to one of us or scanned and e-mailed or snailed to elephantzine c/o Kiernan 2353 s whipple chgo il 60623 danke
The Notebook issue is a collection of pages from artists, poets, and drunks- fresh first drafts of stories, scribbles, letters, doodles, sketches and poetry. The goal of the artist is not to make a masterpiece but to be making art. The Notebook is a tribute to the work in progress as a masterpiece.