CREEMEDIA
Killing the afternoon is one of everybody’s favorite activities. It’s simple, clean, very 20th Century and can usually be accomplished at home in your spare time. Scientific materials required include a Noise Source (TV, stereo, gagged infant), an Individual Recreational Space (bed, sofa, bed), one or more Imagination Enhancers and—most importantly—a big, sloppy pile of sleazy magazines.
CREEMEDIA
Sleazy Rags To Fight The Drags
Rick Johnson
Killing the afternoon is one of everybody’s favorite activities. It’s simple, clean, very 20th Century and can usually be accomplished at home in your spare time. Scientific materials required include a Noise Source (TV, stereo, gagged infant), an Individual Recreational Space (bed, sofa, bed), one or more Imagination Enhancers and—most importantly—a big, sloppy pile of sleazy magazines.
Of course, rock music and rock “culture” mags areamong the best instruments of creative inattention. But once you’ve memorized the pages of America’s Only Rock ’n’ Roll Magazine (True Zamboni Operator), you’ll find some pretty slim pickings unless you waht to take down your POSTED: HEAD INOPERATIVE sign and flirt with the ever-present dangers of reality.
No thanks—let somebody else dance that mess around. There’s a truly monotonous variety of typeset hangouts for the discerning mold-node and all that you, the Autonomic Redundant, have to do is know where to look.