HERO APOMIXIS PART TWO: MOOT MADNESS by Charlie Seller art by Dan Reece CHAPTER 4 (read chpts 1-3) Hero had been released from prison three times in the preceding fifteen years plus one time from The Island after a six month city bid for a sum total of seven years […]
WHO: The 3rd Annual Louisville Music Awards WHEN: Thursday, Nov. 5, 2015 • Red carpet & pre-party in the main lobby – 6:30 p.m. • Awards ceremony – 8 p.m. • After party in the main lobby to follow WHERE: Bomhard Theater at The Kentucky Center for the Performing ArtsHOW: This […]
by Saira Viola art by Unitas Chapter 10 (read chapters 1-9) What a bastard awakening! No safety of the radio today because the fuse had gone. The familiar sounds of urban beats: Hip-hop tunes denouncing war and rough justice were not there to distract her racing mind. She had to […]
by Mark Linnhoefer Ah, Germany. The country I was born and raised in. Full of beautiful landscapes, enchanting forests, mesmerizing villages, and radical right-wing hatred. Yes, the tour guides often leave out that last bit, but it’s getting to be an increasingly bigger problem – we have PEGIDA, LEGIDA, HOGESA, […]
by Mark Linnhoefer “It’s like Pepsi would suddenly agree to have little Coca-Cola ads on its bottles.” Was the first thought that crossed this reporter’s mind when hearing Yahoo’s announcement on Tuesday that the rival internet company signed a search advertising deal with search giant Google Inc. The agreement is based on […]
by Autumn en Austin On October 16th you could find me drinking ciders, inhaling second-hand smoke in a sweaty Austin, Texas crowd, listening to music. Three bands graced the somewhat famous outdoor stage of Stubb’s BBQ: Within Reason, Saint Asonia & Seether. And, the below ramblings are what I fucking thought about […]
by Saira Viola Joe Strummer was imbued with the soul of a poet, the prophetic vision of a Wiseman, and the knuckle fisted passion of a rock genius. This remains one of the key albums of their creative ladder. Booming social polemic immersed with storming guitars and the lyrical delicacy […]
By Marc D. Goldfinger There was Dean Levy and he was counting the Quaaludes and he kept losing the count at around fifty or sixty. It was beginning to make him mad and his wife Brenda came over to help and dropped the coffee on his lap and he jumped […]
by Donnie Casto II It was the 2:00 a.m. loneliness that wore over him, like an old comfortable coat that was two sizes too small he felt he could never shed. It wasn’t so much he was alone or that he felt alone that bothered him, stopped the sleep he was […]
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