Flyering

OK. It's been a while since I updated this, and the Total Abuse show went to shit. I wasn't here for it, like I said so my apologies if you went to see any bands besides Legions of Hell (the only band that played apparently) LET'S MOVE ON.

I went flyering for the zine show tonight, from North Station through Gov't Center/Park Street/Newbury street and to Mass Ave in Central Sq.

I felt pretty good and ot as drained and tired like I was the day before when I missed the Road Rage/Dead Radical show in Somerville (i was real late anyhow and it took me a while to make flyers so I just didn't go. Weak, I know)

Got typically tired/lethargic (and I wasn't as entertained as a couple days before when the conductor kept insisting I KNOW YOU to some guy who got on in Chelsea for the majority of his ride since he didn't recognize the conductor or know how to get out of the awkward quasi shouted one sided conversation)

but anyhow I got my 2nd wind in North Station. Got a free slurpie at 7-11 due to the date (happy 80th birthday apparently. didnt realize convenient stores had been around that long hmmm) and cut through Gov't center where a huge (and I'm not making this up) BINGO game was going on, complete w/vendors, etc. on the city hall steps. i hung some flyers on lamp posts and was on my way through Fanuel Hall where all the punks gather, as you know. I wandered through anyhow, put a flyer on the inside of a pay phone and then saw 3 young stumbling drunk punk kids that I'd seen at shows. One was a 17 year old kid who was at the For the Worse baseball tavern mattinee a month or so ago who was giving me and my half a coke bottle some vodka in his bag right in front of the place after the show, much to the non-delight of the bar tender. i never did drink it though since me and mccarthy (well just him if you want to get technical) ran out of gas on the way home and i was too tired from pushing/laughing to drink more once we got to woonsocket.

i gave all three of them flyers. the last time i saw one of the kids (at above mentioned show) he was punching burger king signs and telephone poles. this time his friend was kicking empty duck tour stands or some shit and their friend they were with (who i don't remember seeing before) had a rat in her sweatshirt pocket.

The Newbury comics (w/the one crate vinyl selection that you'd miss if you didn't trip over it) had just closed and i couldn't get the disinterested employee's attention to let me hand him off a short stack of flyers.


On to the Park st. area. Past Staples. Didn't look like their copiers had the card system counters like the one on Harvard Ave in Allston has yet, but they too were closed as most financial district places close around 7pm.

Went to the Park St. 7-11, they didn't have the small 'free slurpee day' cups so i just took a small, filled it up and was on my merry way. I knew there was another 7-11 by Emerson but I ended up forgetting to go there, being too pre-occupied with crossing streets and putting a flyer on every walk signal post.

then i found three books by a trash can (and the jewel of the litter "the dyagnostics of star trek' (or some other big word) was in the trash, posing such profound questions like "IS ARTIFICiAL LIFE (DATA, ANDROIDS) real?" I put it in the bag I had my tape gun in (so as not to rip apart/get stuck to the bag I was carrying around) and kept going.

Eventually by the time I got to the end of my trip I walked past the Central Sq. salvation army and they had a donation basket on the door step so I put them in there along with an empty coke can some generous heart had given to them.

Lightened my load a bit, even if it was at the end of my trip. I realized that I would probably never read any of the three books and photocopying them to accompany this story wouldn't even be that entertaining. Although I was legitimately curious about "the militiarization of feminism"

I interupted someone in a municipal waste shirts sidekick conversation in front of the church by park st and gave her a flyer. she thanked me. no, thank you. if you show up. or if you didn't use it to put your gum in.

Blah blah blah down to swank newbury street. didn't hit up that many lamp posts with flyers so there would be less fur coats and cologne clouds at the show if you know what I mean.

I gave a flyer to a girl with tattoos and got another sincere thank you. What a great salesman I am. Maybe she'll make an origami ferret out of it. Is a broken heart with crossbones a bouncing souls tattoo?

I saw Circle Pat outside of newbury comics (maybe thats just where he parked his bike, but i think he was trying on hats and punk as fuckly designed belts) and shot the shit with him for a while, gave him a flyer and went inside to drop off a stack. Then I kept going until I realized that I should leave a lot more just in case and went back, but mostly to see if Beat Sheet (one page zine I do) got reviewed in the 25th anniversary issue. It did, two 'issues'. Pretty straightforward but it said #4.5 was like a myspace page or something. Fuck. I dunno. Maybe I should write a letter. hah. Or maybe I'll just print out my myspace page and submit it.

i knew that nuggets was closed so i bypassed kenmore sq entirely, figuring I can just make my way to allston (for a closet fairies/chinese telephones/dear landlord show and to flyer at a folk punk show at TJ's/anarchists discussion. I don't know if they'd be down to make a one page zine about the issues they're talking about to inform the rest of the people under the big umbrella of a geographical scene but I figure I'll put it out there. the more the merrier.

Walked over the bridge past a bunch of convenient stores that weren't 7-11 and put flyers on all but the last few lamp posts on the bridge. When I got home my roomate Allison mentioned that most people are jogging or biking over the bridge. D'oh. But I saw a decent amount of foot traffic on it for the eternity of time I spent there running across the street to get both sides.

You already know what happened with how I got rid of the books.

I hung up a big full page one by the middle east w/extra tape in case they want to get competitive and try to tear it down. I gave it to a very disinterested girl on a bike but she had a cool forearm tattoo. Maybe she got a paper cut.

I hung two more flyers on posts across the street before the end of the tape roll came. right across from the venue too, of course. oh well, i didn't have that many left anyhow.

On to Hi Fi Pizza where I buy a huge piece of dough for 1.50, a change of pace from the steady stream of young pimply faced x'd hands kids at the middle east show, whatever it was. i didn't give a flyer to the oldish guy w/the sex pistols shirt because it was kind of awkward to get to him and he was in a conversation with a couple other people.

10 minutes until harvest co-op closes. I go in and stock up on some vegan cheese for the pizza i would make myself as a pat on the back for my arts and crafts cardiovascular work out. the line was long since everyone was in there 5 minutes before closing like me, but after i went home and made it (with access to a cheese grater AND pizza cutter, not to mention) it was well worth it.

and i hung a flyer on the 'events' section of the bulletin board. we'll see how long it lasts.

if you got a flyer from part of this journey I described above, thanks. come to the show. it's gonna be fun.

SHOW UP EARLY though. don't miss panty stains. and chances are most people that made zines won't have over 100 copies i bet. and i've got some of my favorite zine people to do one pagers, or they've done one pagers before and there will be a lot of re-prints.

thanks especially to CLENCH and phllip knowles and matt rolland and MINDLESS MUTANT for the inspiration to make a zine and to do an event like this. i'm pretty excited.

attn bands: bring drums.