Another stereoscopic card: cross your eyes to see the saucers hover.
September 22nd, 2014 · 3 Comments
September 15th, 2014 · 5 Comments
I’ve selected, translated, and annotated a choice selection of plays by Alphonse Allais for this book. First performed in the cabarets and theaters of Paris in the rollicking 1890s, these plays include satire, absurdism, he-she sketches, a burlesque operetta, even a play for dogs. You’ll find ten monologues, three one-act plays, and twelve shorter skits drawn from Allais’s columns for Le Journal, Le Chat Noir, and other papers. It also includes my introduction and notes, a frontispiece I drew, and photos from the original production of The Miserable Wretch and the Good Genie in 1899. It’s 124 pages, and it’s available from Black Scat Books. It’s proto-Dada at its most delicious!
September 8th, 2014 · No Comments
Oulipo Pornobongo 3 is now available from Black Scat Books! Edited by Norman Conquest, this anthology collects smut written under formal constraints. I contributed an alphabet (“Hybrids”), a homophonic translation (“A Homophonous Restoration of the ‘King James’ Text of Psalm 23″), and a univocalism (“Gus Fucks Lulu”). There is also work by Maria Schurr, Tom La Farge, Paulo Brito, Lucy Selleck, Paul Forristal, Ellen Nations, and Norman Conquest.
September 1st, 2014 · No Comments
The eighth issue of “Black Scat Review” is now out! It contains my short but unpleasant story “Hardwood Mulch,” as well as seductive works by Suzanne Burns, Doug Rice, Steven Teref, Kurt Cline, Charles Holdefer, Paulo Brito, Jhaki M.S. Landgrebe,Tara Stillions Whitehead, Maria Morisot, Fox Harvard, Charlie Griggs, Monika Mori, and Tom Whalen. You can get it from Black Scat Books.
August 25th, 2014 · 4 Comments
August 11th, 2014 · No Comments
I don’t want to be the pope in Rome,
Sitting underneath Saint Peter’s dome.
When the cardinals come knocking,
Then I guess that I’ll start locking
My door, and send those hopeful clerics home.
That’s the first of four verses; the accompaniment is slated for viola and tuba, but here it is in a form suitable for keyboard as well.
August 4th, 2014 · 3 Comments
July 28th, 2014 · 3 Comments
Uncle Bertie’s ankles are subjected to quite a bit of abuse in this song. In subsequent verses, they’re bitten, kicked, broken, stung, and burned. Finally, he’s eaten by a bear, leaving the ankles unharmed. Poor Uncle Bertie!