Don’t Call Me Thunder Slut by Judge Santiago Burdon

After three hours of shaking every proverbial tree, checking bars, searching alleys and breezeways for my dealer I had to settle on scoring my wake-up hit from the Chinos. I am not comfortable in their barrio especially when I’m “Jonesing”. I’m not familiar with the territory and I risk getting ripped off. Their “heir-on” is…

Noir Classics: No Way Out by K A Laity

Like a fool, I’m always tinkering with the list of films I teach in the Film Noir course — making it doubly harder this term because I decided to do Neo-Noir too. I decided to include NO WAY OUT because it still packs a hefty punch, especially for a film from 1950. If you look…

DICKS AND JARS AND A THIRD WORLD WAR by Beau Johnson

I needed to change the way I approached things. The laziness inherent to me is what prevented this from happening earlier I think, or maybe I’m wrong and it only comes down to what most of my life came down to: fear. Fear of failure. Fear of dying. Fear of sucking cock when I know…

I am the Resurrection by John Bowie

Max’s Filipino Taxi Dancehall was a real shithole… And it didn’t have a dance floor. A stench came from piss that ran out the front door, down the street and to the beach outside. A make-shift urinal fixed to the bar-front meant they drank, pissed and worse without moving for days. It was a real…

Post PunkCabaret

Poetry Circus and Voicex present the phenomenal Post Punk Cabaret – an electrifying mix of spoken word, physical theatre and music. Doors open at 7:00pm for a 7:30pm start. Music Genres: Electronic, Punk The Bongo Club in Edinburgh Friday 27th March 2020 7:00pm til 10:00pm (last entry 7:30pm) Minimum Age: 18 Post Punk Cabaret tickets…

Vapor Vespers Debut with One Act Sonix

New York Multi-Instrumentalist Sal Cataldi (aka Spaghetti Eastern Music) Partners with Alaskan Playwright/Poet Mark Muro for a Triptastic Slam of Storytelling and Genre-Skipping Sounds New York/Anchorage, January 7, 2020 – It’s a sonic funhouse that draws upon everything from Fripp & Eno ambience and Krautrock space explorations to 70s Miles Davis funk-jazz-noise bromides, acoustic folk…

Two Poems from Eoghan Lyng

Home Thoughts From An Airport   Fingers twitched wayward queue. Will you, won’t you stand. A fair tree robin sits, Geared ennui sets in. Tolled bag carries counters, Complete suites arise, Hoteliers and auxiliaries Teary eyed say goodbye. And I walk onward, But back. Turn over the heaviest Of ruck-sacks complete with a Ulysses Fiction…

Mercury and Icarus by James Walton

Mercury and Icarus   In my early teens my next door neighbour was conscripted after he turned eighteen he came back from Vietnam with a hole in his leg above his knee it had its uses a pencil could be passed through it or a safe view of the occasional eclipse would be offered to…

Sooner Or Later The Light Must Come by Ian Lewis Copestick

So, here we are, mid January. 3 weeks past the winter solstice, And already the nights are Slowly getting lighter. It’s 4:15 Before it gets dark. A couple of weeks ago, it was pitch black By 4:00. As a reality and an analogy It helps to cheer me up. “This too will pass.” It never…