Originally published in Verbicide issue #9 Fred the janitor had thick, slimy skin like week-old turkey. He wasn’t really the janitor, he was more of [...]
words by Christopher Staley | artwork by Roy Wasson Valle
Originally published in Verbicide issue #9 There is a spectre haunting mankind. The next step in the game of evolution has been initialized, and all [...]
Originally published in Verbicide issue #9 Rowdy’s Press, 132 pages, paperback, $12.95 I’ll be honest: I can’t stand punks. I like so-called “punk rock” (whatever [...]
Originally published in Verbicide issue #9 The woman at the end of the bar had been acting strangely all morning and she became progressively more [...]
Originally published in Verbicide issue #9 Anybody that understands the importance of independent and underground literature as much as I do is both an immediate [...]
Originally published in Verbicide issue #9 Omaha, Nebraska is a hotbed for great music, and one of the nicest surprises to emerge is Neva Dinova. [...]
Originally published in Verbicide issue #9 What are the odds that Denver Dalley has found breakout success? Pretty damn good, considering that everyone from CMJ [...]