Letters to Wassily
I may hold this zine dear more than any other. It may only be the strange personal coincidences but it effected a very familar amalgam of emotions. I typed out all of the coincidences, realized that they’d only be interesting to me, and deleted it. So on to the ‘emotions’ portion. Letters to Wassily is made by Shae, an awesome zinester out of Florida. Shae describes this zine in part as “Vignettes about my past, two fictional interviews with my dead Romanian poet lover, dream symbols & other various nothings”. Though it sounds all over the place, the zine is actually very cohesive like the same color in different mediums. You’d be hard pressed to say what the zine is ‘about’, however the mood is a definite one. Give this zine some time when your heart is slow, and you’ll pull out healthy amount (if there is such an amount) of catharis. I promise. You can pick it up at the Black Light Diner Distro.
Map of Fog
This isn’t Tony Bennet’s San Francisco. If you left your heart in this zine’s San Francisco, it was literally. Map of Fog is disturbing in a way that is good for your character. The first article that really shook me was “Jumper at the Hyatt” which is probably what you think its about. He writes in a way that isn’t overly gritty or sentimental. It makes the story very easy to see. The second is “Lead to Gold” - an interview retelling a stabbing in Mexico. It's the near casualness of the telling that makes it frighteningly real in a way melodrama never could. I'll let the rest of the zine surprise you. It'll have you pausing and thinking. I picked it up from Parcell Press.
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what I listened to while typing: Joanna Newsom - Bridges and Baloons
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