Carl Watson

An excerpt from backwards the drowned go dreaming People like to blame things—they like to pretend life is an accident, that it’s not their fault.   But accidents can be intentional.  We make ourselves magnets by o...

S. A. Emmons

The stars must have been aligned when, entirely by chance, I happened upon The Spitters way back in 1994. I had caught a short blurb on them while flipping through some metal magazine or another in a grocery store. It was ac...

Sean Flaherty

Ice-T Spit on my Foot I have been going to night school after work so I can learn some new things, to broaden myself at forty-three, I met this roofer at school who told me that all the roofers and electrician...

Elliott Sharp

Elliott Sharp, a composer and multi-instrumentalist, playing mainly guitar, saxophone and bass clarinet, is one of the major figures in the New York downtown and experimental music scene. Sharp has led many ensembles over th...

Patricia Eakins

An excerpt from The Marvelous Adventures of Pierre Baptiste, Father and Mother, First and Last Now the DEROGATIONS by means of which the whites belittle the honor and dignity of blacks are very well known, among them as a...

John Griffin

My dad, John Griffin Morrissey, was raised in Bay Ridge, Coney Island, and Sunset Park; a Brooklyn boy through and through. He is the eldest, (and craziest) of seven in an Irish Catholic family. His formal education only we...

David West

Paris Cat, or, the Art of David West. I first met David West in New York. West, now as then, documents the musicians of the avant-garde, the people of the underground milieu and his experiences of urban life. His...

Anne Bohlen, Kevin Rafferty, and James Ridgeway

Excerpt from a film by Anne Bohlen, Kevin Rafferty, and James Ridgeway, with interviews by Michael Moore, from 1991. Bohlen, Rafferty (The Atomic Cafe) and Ridgeway simply turn on their cameras cinema and let their subjec...

Bonny Finberg

I'm sure there was a moment when I realized it was about to happen. But I can't remember it. It snuck up on me, like snake bite—sending you into a delirium, and just when you realize what's happening you’re dead. It was...

Mike DeCapite

I went to St. Louis and stayed with Ted and Kit for the weekend. They’d been there a couple of years, I guess. Ted had bottomed out in Brooklyn and they’d moved home to St. Louis for him to get straightened out. Their...