The Streets, The Sounds, and The Love (Eyeball Records)(CD)
If grunge was the anthem for the kids in the 90's, New Atlantic might just be the grunge of the Ipod Generation. This New Jersey quintet kicks out sparkling clean, highly polished rock like I throw back shots of whiskey. From start to finish, "The Streets, The Sounds, and The Love" delivers flawless songwriting, catchy vocals, and addictive harmonies.
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Fall of Autumn presents Pups (formally Puppy Dave), editor of Black Carrot zine, reading a piece called "Man To Man." Pups vents his frustration over "straight acting" in queer personal ads, calling for everyone to just act like themselves.
Review by Aaron Cynic (56 pages, B&W, digest format)
The idea of national identity, of who we are as related to where we live and where we were born can be more than just confusing. The more we think about it, the more we start to analyze the cultures we grew up in, the more we realize that the world has always been more interconnected than we realize. The harder we think about national identity, the harder it becomes to ignore the obvious imperialist, colonialist, and racist ideologies and practices that exist in the world today. Foulweather does more than just take us through these ideas and concepts - it ties them all to personal stories.
Rio Safari draws up an interesting little mini-comic about traveling. Fractured and a bit skittish, "And the Space Between" reminds me of a few times I've been on travels that extend to more than a few places - looking back on them, sometimes all you remember are bits and pieces...the spaces between journey's. Rio reminds us that sometimes those experiences can be the most memorable.
During my time in the inpatient program of the mental hospital (ahem, the behavioral health hospital) I met a boy who, for privacy purposes, we'll call Chad.
It was nearing my last day in the inpatient program when one of the counselors told us we were getting a new kid. We all were curious and I saw him eating dinner at one of the tables. He looked like he was approximately nine years old, but he was adorable in a youngish way. He reminded me of a mouse.
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Fall of Autumn presents Sean Carswell, contributing editor for Razorcake Magazine and Gorsky Press, reading "Framing Invasion" from his collection of shorts, Barney's Crew. Carswell is also the author of the novel Drinks for the Little Guy and the book of stories, Glue and Ink Rebellion.
It’s easier (and funnier) when making the employees shoplift for me. Reason why I’m in Border’s caf? strategically sitting two steps from the side exit and one arm length from the trash can. Replacing the conventional ‘smuggling out the door’ for the better ‘merch through the trash’ method – ensuring the goods to be out back by midnight.
There's no such thing as "the independent bookstore" which is why people are constantly saying that "the independent bookstore is dying". That is: generalizing isn't really appropriate. People who decide to open independent bookstores come from such a range of backgrounds, and proceed in such a wide variety of manners that their resulting companies simply cannot be lumped together into a useful single category.
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Fall of Autumn presents a special double feature podcast featuring Hazel Pine and Neely Bat Chestnut. Hazel Pine writes the zine "Cursive Bomb" and works at the Zine Archive & Publishing Project in Seattle. She can be contacted at
Neely Bat Chestnut started writing zines as a young lass. She has written the zines "Mend My Dress" and "Dear Stepdad". She loves piles of fabric, flowers, mail, and friends. Penpals are a must. She can be contacted at
Dead Voices on Air - From Labrador to Madagascar (Invisible Records) (CD)
When I first pushed "From Labrador to Madagascar" into my CD player, I had no idea who Mark Spybey was. I still may only have a vague idea. Mark may do a better job of describing his music than I, or at least what it's not. "This is not ambient chill-out, nor is it music for wallpaper. It is organic, eclectic improvisation, cut up and spat out..." reads his description for dead voices on air. Normally, my consumption of ambient music is strictly for wallpaper or chilling out. He's right - dead voices on air is organic, eclectic improvisation - and that's just for starters.
