READ covers fiction, fanzines, zines with no fans except for us, websites, blogs, magazines, artist's books and other independent releases. Chances are, if it's been published then we know about it and chances are, if it's not in FourThousand, then we didn't like it. READ is for people who were born with ink in their veins and a fat balding critic on their shoulder. READ has also created more best-sellers than Oprah's Book Club and more wannabe to be writers than Hunter S Thompson.
You may think that hardcore music is only for cool-looking cocksure punk guys from broken homes, and you would probably be right. But what about the zines of these elusive nocturnal angry young men? Well there are a lot of punk fanzines around at the moment, but one of the best is Word Attack (if it doesn't have some connotation of violence
in the title, it's just not hc).
The latest zine to make waves this summer is Goblin issue 3, packed with 'the best in town' (as advertised) by a mysterious unknown zinester supreme, with each issue handcoloured by his younger brother. In one word: goblicious. The weapons catalogue section includes Crabs In Ya Pants, Swords of Manliness, and Crystal Imbedded Grenades; there are coupon sections, comics, cut-out song lyrics (‘my brother is small / not very tall / with his hands / on the wall') and a joke section where the joke.
Nobody writes letters anymore. Except Luke You. This week I picked up the latest issue, sat down with a tea and read for the first time about how he's been plagued with crippling doubt. Unusual, I thought. At some point he realised he would be playing the first gig in a long time as lead guitarist and my anonymous hard working zine hero has appeared to suffer a freak out.
For those who know that Less is More, feel that the 50c coin is way oversized and get frustrated with the clunkiness of mobile phones these days, Green Comix presents to you the Comic of Smallness. Nano technology is finally here and it's 32 miniature pages where the only thing oversized is the staple holding it together and the dandy dog character's earplugs.
Zines are awesome. They're just small photocopied low-fi mags and often targeted at a niche group of nobodies. Robot nerds. Nerf nerds. Articulate shoplifters. Those with a penchant for drawings of toasters .And so forth. Well, here's a zine "for astrology nerds" but it deserves a much broader audience.
Once upon a time, in a sleepy village called Brisbane, there lived a bunch of exceptionally clever, remarkably attractive, and undeniably stylish ladies - each with mad skills. Art show after thrift store after market stall after cup of coffee - the ladies' paths crossed and it was only a matter of time before a super-group was formed; a collective with a keen eye for vintage and a sixth sense for finding other ladies with special skills of their own.
My best friend just made this zine so I guess it isn't my place to tell you that it's a fascinating, insightful and ridiculously amazing read. BUT - I think it's OK if I tell you what it's about and then you can make up your own mind.
Disco Rough is a collection of interviews with some guys that were in a bunch of seminal German new wave bands in the early eighties.
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