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“…and caused Raymond to leap out of his seat into...

rockhyrax — Wed, 15 May 2013 13:46:41 -0400

“…and caused Raymond to leap out of his seat into the bingo pavillion, where he exploded on impact.”

Dennis Corrigan, The Amusement Park, 1982.

Jaakko Pallasvuo in Astral Talk

rockhyrax — Wed, 15 May 2013 12:02:39 -0400

Jaakko Pallasvuo in Astral Talk

"It was not that I was indifferent, I was not, but I was calm, I had no part of her trembling. I felt..."

rockhyrax — Wed, 15 May 2013 11:53:00 -0400

“It was not that I was indifferent, I was not, but I was calm, I had no part of her trembling. I felt that I did not care for the means by which this women’s had been broken, but I was relieved when I was no longer with her. This was deplorable, but the fact remained. There had been a number of factors and their effect had been cumulative.”

- A bit of the nightmarish ambiguous flood of Alan Burns’ Europe After the Rain, 1965. More 60s surrealist finds from the Brooklyn Public Library.

Iniside back cover silkscreen jellyship from Lyra Hill’s...

rockhyrax — Wed, 15 May 2013 11:47:49 -0400

Iniside back cover silkscreen jellyship from Lyra Hill’s Compiled.

"At night there was the desert, the shining eyes of antelope jack rabbits, senita flowers that bloom..."

rockhyrax — Mon, 13 May 2013 12:30:07 -0400

“At night there was the desert, the shining eyes of antelope jack rabbits, senita flowers that bloom only in the night. Lying under the Meteor’s headlights was the body of a humanity that did not know Arizona. Humanity was fragile because it did not suspect Arizona’s existence. So fragile, I was fifteen and hungered for everything to be as in my body’s fragility, that impatient tolerance making the body necessary. I was an expert driver, wild-eyed in mid-night, capable of going forward in the dark. I knew all that like a despair capable of setting me free of everything. Eternity was a shadow cast in music, a fever of the brain making it topple over into the tracings of highways. Humanity was fragile, a gigantic hope suspended over cities. Everything was fragile, I knew it, I had always known it. At fifteen I pretended I had forgotten mediocrity. Like me mother, I pretended that nothing was dirtied.
Shadows on the road devour hope. There are no shadows at night, at noon, there is only certitude traversing reality. But reality is a little trap, little shadow grave welcoming desire. Reality is a little passion fire that pretexts. I was fifteen and with ever ounce of my strength I was leaning into my thoughts to make them slant reality toward the light.”

- Nicole Brossard, Mauve Desert, 1987.

“The humid air and earth were so alive with electricity...

rockhyrax — Thu, 09 May 2013 12:03:00 -0400

“The humid air and earth were so alive with electricity that numerous unholy creature, long thought to be extinct, were driven out of their hiding places.”

Dennis Corrigan, The Amusement Park, 1982.

March of M. Kitchell’s ongoing year of zines: occult...

rockhyrax — Wed, 08 May 2013 10:20:00 -0400

March of M. Kitchell’s ongoing year of zines: occult architecture, hymns, and Robbe-Grillet. “Arranging narrative is a bourgeois mania.”

Edwin Sandoval in Gang Bang Bong #1.

rockhyrax — Wed, 08 May 2013 09:42:00 -0400

Edwin Sandoval in Gang Bang Bong #1.

Blaise Larmee does a kind of iterative collage in Astral Talk.

rockhyrax — Wed, 08 May 2013 09:40:35 -0400

Blaise Larmee does a kind of iterative collage in Astral Talk.

“Doubt crept into Mr. Crenshaw’s Mind.” Dennis...

rockhyrax — Tue, 07 May 2013 10:20:24 -0400

“Doubt crept into Mr. Crenshaw’s Mind.”

Dennis Corrigan’s The Amusement Park.

Vivid delirium from Lyra Hill’s excellent “Night City”, from her...

rockhyrax — Tue, 07 May 2013 09:40:22 -0400

Vivid delirium from Lyra Hill’s excellent “Night City”, from her aptly-titled compilation “Compiled”.

Aliens investigate the forgotten appliances of an abandoned...

rockhyrax — Mon, 06 May 2013 14:26:48 -0400

Aliens investigate the forgotten appliances of an abandoned earth in Lyra Hill’s “They Glisten”. Included in her “Compiled” collection, which I picked up at the Brooklyn Zine Fest a couple weeks ago, just a month after stumbling across her poster work in Chicago on my way through.

Printing errors in Derek Marlowe’s 1970s-voodoo...

rockhyrax — Mon, 06 May 2013 14:21:00 -0400

Printing errors in Derek Marlowe’s 1970s-voodoo thriller Nightshade. I got all excited when I saw this, mistaking it for an intentional textual representation of the protagonist’s disorientation, but, as the effect was never repeated, I have to assume it was really just an opportunely placed misprint.

Fantastic Bob Pepper cover for Samuel Delaney’s equally...

rockhyrax — Mon, 06 May 2013 09:18:28 -0400

Fantastic Bob Pepper cover for Samuel Delaney’s equally excellent story collection Driftglass (1st paperback, Signet, 1971).

Advice on entertaining cats from another amazing dollar bin...

rockhyrax — Sat, 04 May 2013 09:24:44 -0400

Advice on entertaining cats from another amazing dollar bin find: 70s novelty cat book Cat Tales by Richard Watherwax.

Since I’m working more intermittently in freelance lately,...

rockhyrax — Fri, 03 May 2013 15:38:00 -0400

Since I’m working more intermittently in freelance lately, but still want to gather amazing books all the time, I’ve been frequenting those dollar racks outside various bookstores a lot more. I’d never really thought that the Strand was letting go of anything all too vital, but I was entirely wrong. Here’s a bizarre picture book of recreation gone wrong from the early 80s, written and illustrated by artist Dennis Corrigan and apparently printed at Philadelphia’s Temple Unniversity: The Amusement Park. Almost nothing about it online yet, and it’s excellent, so I’ll be adding a lot more in the days to come.

Rosalyn Drexler: artist, novelist, luchadore. Her 1970 second...

rockhyrax — Fri, 03 May 2013 11:40:00 -0400

Rosalyn Drexler: artist, novelist, luchadore. Her 1970 second novel of a New York and marriage in upheavel, told in poetic fragments against advancing unreality, is long forgotten but wonderful. (cover: one of her own paintings.)

Clara Bessijelle examines spines and frustrated doctors...

rockhyrax — Fri, 03 May 2013 10:11:59 -0400

Clara Bessijelle examines spines and frustrated doctors in Aidan Koch’s Astral Talk anthology. I believe this story also has it’s own printing, which it deserves.

"We spend most of our lives attempting in small ways to know someone else. And we hope that someone..."

rockhyrax — Tue, 16 Apr 2013 16:19:36 -0400

“We spend most of our lives attempting in small ways to know someone else. And we hope that someone else will care to peek into our darkest corners, without shock or condemnation. We even hope to catch a glimpse of ourselves, and in this furtive pursuit, we hope for courage. But on the brink of success, precisely when a moment of understanding seems nearest at hand, and even if thew moment is a small thing and not particularly consequential, it is then that that the eyes close, the head turns away, the voice dies, the surface of the bright ocean becomes a sea of lead, and from the very shape we know to be our own there leaps a man-sized batlike shadow that flees or crouches to attack, to drive us away. Who is safe?”

- John Hawkes, Sleep, Death, and the Traveler, 1975

Maureen Gubia in Gang Bang Bong #1.

rockhyrax — Thu, 04 Apr 2013 09:40:44 -0400

Maureen Gubia in Gang Bang Bong #1.