A Note From the Trenches
After releasing a few very thin (on several levels) issues and going for a “stripped-down” approach (read: I’m fed up with the scene and don’t want to make the effort anymore), I’m back with a vengeance: my 18th issue. It’s coming up on six years since I started this ‘zine, and I’ve decided not to edit my or others’ reviews for length anymore, and I’ve also started to promote the ‘zine again to an extent (it’s been about a year and a half since I’ve promoted it at all). It’s not much, this ‘zine, I know, but at least I can say I’m doing something small to help the scene. During the first two or three years I felt, based on feedback I was receiving at the time, that in some way I was affecting the scene, and I want to do that again.
On another personal note, I know what it’s like to have your band ripped apart in print, but that only means that I’m unapologetically going to continue to be harsh and candid and, above all, honest with my reviews. That said, as always, rock star pigs and white power assholes can fuck off. ■
Originally published in ‘zine issue #18, 1997