In 1988, “ace” reporter Mike Taibbi (yes, the father of Matt Taibbi, whom we hold in great esteem) produced and aired a 3-part expose on the satanic cult masquerading as a rock band – Missing Foundation.
The Kentucky Derby Is Decadent and Depraved
Welcome to Derbytown I got off the plane around midnight and no one spoke as I crossed the dark runway to the terminal. The air was thick and hot, like wandering into a steam bath. Inside, people hugged each other and shook hands … big grins and a whoop here and there: “By God! You… Read more »
Happy Birthday Terry Southern
A few choice photographs of Terry Southern, one of the great writers of the ’60s, with the Beatles, the Stones, William S. Burroughs, Allen Ginsberg, Bob Dylan, Dennis Hopper and Jean Genet.
John S. Hall at the Bowery Poetry Club
John S. Hall, of King Missile fame, reads a poem, “I Hate this Guy,” that he apparently wrote on his way over to the club on his Blackberry. As soon as John Kruth is ready on sitar, he quits it and moves on to “How They F***ed,” which was originally published in Sensitive Skin #7. Brilliant, hilarious and seriously NSFW.
Beer Mystic Burp #19: Beer in Times of Distillation
“glory wreathes, flutes” • Karen Garthe, “Buckle Up, Sweetie” bart plantenga I buy beer when other purchasing behavior fails. I drink beer to slow down the ridiculous spin of this earth & defuse those who speak kindly of this spin. With too much beer – which I have learned is just about enough – I can even… Read more »
Beer Mystic Burp #18: The Long Windy Road to a Closed Bar
[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OqEeL1QzGsc[/youtube] BEER MYSTIC: Read Beer Drink Novel: I thought by serving words in the name of beer & side effect mysticism would be repaid in not only the enchantment of words & the joy you can glean &/or scrape off that enchantment & how, arranged in horizontal rows, words continue to beguile, charm, lead us places…. Read more »
The Veldt
“George, I wish you’d look at the nursery.” “What’s wrong with it?” “I don’t know.” “Well, then.” “I just want you to look at it, is all, or call a psychologist in to look at it.” “What would a psychologist want with a nursery?” “You know very well what he’d want.” His wife paused in… Read more »
The Nose
Part I On 25 March an unusually strange event occurred in St. Petersburg. For that morning Barber Ivan Yakovlevitch, a dweller on the Voznesensky Prospekt (his family name is lost now—it no longer figures on a signboard bearing a portrait of a gentleman with a soaped cheek, and the words: “Also, Blood Let Here”)—for that… Read more »
THE THIRLWELL EFFECT
Genuine virtuosos are a rare breed. They defy categorization simply by existing. Their visionary ingenuity radiates from their work in spades, and effortlessly so. It can come at a price, in terms of their creations being lost on society at large, but in a world fraught with rules and restrictions prescribed by self-proclaimed authorities from… Read more »
Tlön, Uqbar, Orbis Tertius
In the most ancient regions of Tlön, the duplication of lost objects is not infrequent. Two persons look for a pencil; the first finds it and says nothing; the second finds a second pencil, no less real, but closer to his expectations.
Beer Mystic Burp #17: Beer Party Trumps Tea Party Any Day
A discussion with activist cartoonist and BEER MYSTIC host, Ken Avidor [here posed as Greek God of Mini-Golf, Nkolfus, in Asbury Park, c. 1984]. I knew Ken [aka Weiner] for many years in NYC, during its – or was it just our – heyday, the 1980s. This mad cartoonist worked a day job as art director… Read more »
Meaning of the Dance
Fortunately, not everyone has to experience the daily life of madness and insanity of a spouse with a severe mental illness. It’s akin to watching a portrait you adore manifest into something you no longer know or even recognize. It was 1989, Lou Reed had just released ‘New York’ to critical acclaim, and I’d just… Read more »
The Stabbing Game
They switched the time of day but every day for one year, Monday through Friday we had seventh grade science with Mr. Stern, after school, Neil Brown and I would tear over to Friendly’s or Burger King in his mom’s Camaro and then, hopped up on burgers and milkshakes we’d fly a brakeless Schwinn down… Read more »
In-depth observations on eye floaters – a challenge to ophthalmology
For centuries, scholars try to find an explanation for the mobile, scattered and transparent spheres and strings in our visual field. Early on in ophthalmological tradition, the origin was thought to be in the eye. The phenomenon was considered a disorder or degeneration somewhere between cornea and retina.
Beer Mystic Burp #16: Books – Increasingly Illegal Intoxicants?
An interview with Karen Lillis When I was just beginning high school I was one scared, miffed, gawky, pimply kid, unlike the rest of the kids somehow. But what kid of 13 didn’t feel that way? (photo: Karen in the Minneapolis Public Library) The older, wannabe bullies who needed to prove their cruelty credentials had a 6th… Read more »



