Looked for my copies of under the radar and hard fifty farm too, but didn’t find ‘em. Probably in my backpack somewhere. For the pioneers press contest, y’all check them out because they are SUPER RAD
Sometimes life is pretty fucking dumb. Mine’s kind of dumb right now. Well, “dumb” in the sense that every day feels like either:
1) a bucket of broken glass pouring down on my head from the top of the Empire State Building or from a plane flying by driven by my worst enemy.
2) an infinite bucket of shit thrown in my face by all the liars of the world and/or everyone who ever beat me up in junior high.
3) a mysterious, super-strong mule that jumps out of the bushes when I’m walking around and kicks me in the face before running off, laughing.
That being said … that being said, all you people out there who keep telling me you’ve got my back, you make me feel as if broken glass, mean pilots, the global collection of liars, junior high bullies, shit, and asshole mules don’t mean a thing. Thank you.
To everyone else: go find people like that. They’ll keep you alive. This is no understatement. Good people will save you.
"Las Vegas city limits—casinos on the horizon. The strip and then the hotel room. Snorting lines off the TV top. Drinking tequila and smoking speed, sitting on the bed laughing. Joey lying in the bathtub with one of the beds’ yellow coverlets over him talking to Maggie for hours while she sits on the counter, swinging her crossed legs. Intense talks. Talks about everything. Family, death, marriage, birth, sickness, work, divorce, money. Serious, hard, sad, slow-building, then the funniest thing in the world, the kind of joke you’d never get in a sitcom or a movie. Black sky outside with stars. Headlights blur in neon tube streaks seen from the overpass. The sun rising over the desert. Cars jiggle fast-forwarding in traffic on the freeway exit. Hotel doors open and shut. Bodies flood into casinos and then gush back out again, and two days are gone, a hot afternoon in the hotel room." —Adam Gnade, Caveworld (Pioneers Press)
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Thanks for entering the contest and saying such kind things about my book. That was really nice of you.
My entry for the Pioneers Press giveaway!
Things I am not obligated to say but you need to know right now:
1. Pioneers Press is just AMAZING and you all need to check them out Supporting them would be the coolest.
2. I carry “The DIY Guide to Fighting the Big Motherfuckin’ Sad” with me EVERYWHERE. I desperately wish I could buy every person I have ever met a copy
Listen/purchase: The Whole Lonesome Thing by Adam Gnade & The Hot Earth All-Stars
Came out really well. The interview with me starts on page 114 but you should definitely read the whole magazine. Lot of cool fucking stuff in there. Talked about things like bears eating you while you have your head in a bucket of shit, sucking at playing live shows, “the Land of Losing Friends,” wanting to eat a pile of ants and a bunch of mason jars. Normal interview stuff.
The contest ends in a couple days, so you guys should enter if you can. The prize is pretty fucking cool. Here’s details.
It must be something in the air because for the last four nights my dreams have been filled with zine-makers I either know or work with in some capacity. Mostly dreams set in hotels in war-torn countries and bombed-out cities, oddly enough. (I think Gaza is bleeding over into my dreams. Those news stories are fucking me up.)
One of the dreams was set in some kind of gated activist commune in a distopic Mexico City some time in the crumbling future. That one was the best so far. Red skies and cars rusting into the street and three-day dance parties. Half the zinesters I know were in that one but Julia from Vice Versa Press/Guide to Being Alone was the group’s leader. I was there but I was just passing through on the way to some distant war.
Very pretty dream, that one. Mad Max plus May ‘68 or something to that effect.
Yeah, I do like crossword puzzles but I hardly ever get to do them because we don’t get a newspaper out here on the farm. Oh, there was one in the Country Grind Quarterly I did recently. That was a good one. I like really specific ones, fringe-y, topical ones. Is anyone making a crossword zine right now? I’d be into that.
Hey gnadeadam do you do crossword puzzles? Because I don’t even know you and you were in my dream last night helping me with a crossword puzzle. I love crosswords! That was weird.
There was table tennis going on in one of the rooms in the building the Portland Zine Symposium was going on and…
If you’re someone who can fund this, get in touch.
Here are the songs I would be playing.
It’s true. I’d suggest getting the print version because it feels really good in-hand but this one works too…
Available in three different formats
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From Maximum Rocknroll review of the book:
I love how-to guides. And lists, aphorisms, documenting human behavior and taking note of life’s lessons. And this zine, which is all book-style text, is basically just that. I find the process of self-discovery/battling depression/writing to have a similar backbone, and the writer does too: You have to find your inner voice and trust it; you can’t let the critics get to you or soon enough there will be no (real) “you” to speak of. He also stresses the importance of carpe diem (“Life is water through wet cloth”), notes that suicide is no relief (Sidenote: a study by Kay Jamison, psychiatry professor at Johns Hopkins University, showed that writers are 10 to 20 times as likely to suffer [manic-]depressive illnesses, making it more likely to lead to suicide) and suggests we “destroy all uncandid thought.” His prose shows that he’s a lover, but his dictums reveal he’s also a fighter. Make no mistake, there is no Buddhist pulp, or anarchist thought here, and while this little zine might not teach you something new, it’ll remind you of what not to forget. “The smart outlaw is the free outlaw. The free outlaw is the only outlaw.”
1) Figure out how to balance “virtuous” with “not giving a fuck.”
2) Find the good guys and stick with them while the bad guys continue to take advantage of people and fight over money and pretend to be your friend.
3) Be honest always but never mean under the guise of being honest. Be kind but don’t be a pushover.
5) Embrace strength without oppression.
6) Be a better judge of character and see the assholes for who they are. Don’t be so naive but don’t get bitter. It’s a hard balance; a life-long process. Also: a lot of nice people will promise you things but most won’t deliver. Doesn’t mean they’re bad people. Flakiness is a huge part of the human condition. Be gentle with people.
7) Always stick up for those who can’t do so themselves. You’ll know an unfair fight when you see one. Don’t stand for it.