Saturday, February 7, 2009

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William Gruber created what became known as the View-Master in 1938.

isnt it about goddamn time you support an independent? try lily brown or claire donato or goddamn! try Anne Heide, Melissa Culbertson, Kristi Maxwell, Julia Cohen, Julia Drescher, Melissa Severin, Kristy Odelius, Jen Tynes and other fine writers

goddman, maybe you should look at greg behm's poem @ otoliths

yes, i missed ann boyer's reading. but all the cool folks were in attendance. ann is a recent discovery (the trains arrive late in my part of town) and i'm determined to get my hands on everything she has written............will write..........

forget beirut, it's sold out. may i suggest: mercury lounge. 8:30pm The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, CaUSE co-MOTION!, The Depreciation Guild, ZAZA. 10 bucks.

earlier today, bowery poetry club: 4pm. Kenneth Goldsmith and Edwin Torres. i may make this one.

today: 38°F. Mostly Cloudy. today: say hello, it's finely here

BUck downs is the proVERBial shit. check him out & others (especially stephanie balzer) out:
Cannibal: Issue Four:

Featuring poetry from Stephanie Balzer, Zach Barocas, Laura Carter, Dot Devota, Christopher DeWeese, Claire Donato, Buck Downs, Christopher Eaton, Bonnie Emerick, Jeff Encke, Clayton Eshleman, Lucas Farrell, Drew Gardner, Garth Graeper, Meg Hurtado, Ethan Hon, Kevin Holden, Bethany Ides, Shannon Jonas, Pierre Joris, Friederich Kerksieck, Michael Koshkin, Mark Lamoureux, Hank Lazer, Fran├žois Luong, Amanda Nadelberg, Linnea Ogden, Akilah Oliver, Cate Peebles, Lanny Quarles, Elizabeth Robinson, Morgan Lucas Schuldt, Brandon Shimoda, Stephen Sturgeon, Janaka Stucky, Amish Trivedi, & Allyssa Wolf

140 pages, hand-sewn in signatures, screen printed cover
$15


no awp, just the Tucson, Santa Catalina, Rincon, Santa Rita, and Tortolita mountain ranges.

my ipod broke, true loneliness.

1 comment:

Gregory Bem said...

Thanks for the shout out. I had a view master back in the ages. It seems like collectibles get passed along through the ages like unwanted children or spare car parts . . . they just kind of fit in there until they find a good spot to exist in, and that spot might not be the most noticeable.