READ covers fiction, fanzines, zines with no fans except for us, websites, blogs, magazines, artist's books and other independent releases. Chances are, if it's been published then we know about it and chances are, if it's not in SixThousand, then we didn't like it. READ is for people who were born with ink in their veins and a fat balding critic on their shoulder. READ has also created more best-sellers than Oprah's Book Club and more wannabe to be writers than Hunter S Thompson.
Despite its title, there's very little actual or suggested violence between the covers of Kill Your Darlings. Unless you count Gideon Haigh's point-blank assassination of Australian book reviews.
Named for William Faulkner's oft-quoted advice to writers to 'ruthlessly cut out that which doesn't serve a purpose', the brand new fully independent local journal is neatly segmented into Commentary, Fiction, Interview and Review, assisting reader and writer alike.
Issue 11 of Five Dials begins with a note on lists, and how useful they can be as effective slices of biography, hinting at what's going on in a person's life at the time of list writing.
If I showed you my current list you might dislocate your jaw from yawning so hard ("Remove apostrophe from 'you're'", "Change photo background to white") so I thought instead I'd write a list of the things that went through my head while reading Five Dials:
1) Heh.
I used to despise Morrissey. I don't know why but he really got under my skin. Perhaps his chin, I don't know, but I couldn't stand the sight of him. Of course, the more I ignored him the closer he got; I was wasting my time. Now I'm one his biggest gayest fans. I even know people who've touched him.
You may think that hardcore music is only for cool-looking cocksure punk guys from broken homes, and you would probably be right. But what about the zines of these elusive nocturnal angry young men? Well there are a lot of punk fanzines around at the moment, but one of the best is Word Attack (if it doesn't have some connotation of violence in the title, it's just not hc).
Conceptual art. You old dog, you. Fischli and Weiss. You young masters, you. They've been in the game for a while, but Fischli and Weiss never fail to intrigue. Their to-do lists have included making an airport tarmac seem exciting, scaling the Alps in rat and bear suits, and creating their own version of the game Mousetrap using household objects.
Many readers will be more than familiar with Conor and his work. He's a lovely fellow, a photographer from Perth who lived in Vancouver and Melbourne for a while and now resides in a place called Shag Cottage in Sydney. He's had a few memorable exhibitions in the cities he's lived, and to accompany each one, he produces a little book.
You know how when you were at school, some Dads were Daggy Dads and some Dads were Cool Dads? The Cool Dads would let their kids throw a party for the whole class WITH alcohol. Daggy Dads wouldn't let you go to the Big Day Out when you were 14 because, well, there might be drugs there.
If he were your Dad, modern day British thinker A.
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