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Maximum Rocknroll reviews Koogmo #7

Getting a mention in the venerable punk zine, Maximum Rocknroll, is about as punk as I get these days. Hardcore, bitches! Check it out:


And while you’re at it, order a copy of their mag. I love their columns and letters to the editor written by and about crazed, drunken maniacs living the punk rock life. I’m too old for doing a lot of that crap myself but fun to read vicariously nonetheless:

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Node Pajomo
(Summer 2011)
PO Box 2632, Bellingham, WA 98227-2632


We are not Luddites, but prefer a multi-dimensional approach to communication through participatory art. Collages lumpy with audio/visual fragments of the art-lives of others physically exist as do we. So, to quote the philosopher, O. Newton-John, “Let’s get physical.” Blogs and email are tools of gangster Frakenstein dark side tendrils! Resist the passivity!

Of course, I’m posting this on my *koff* blog, but I love the spirit and format of this thing. Various listings for mail-art projects and exchanges, tape trades, and zines.

Maximum Rocknroll
PO Box 460760, San Francisco, CA 94146 USA


Another hilarious and kinda/sorta accurate review from the fine people at Maximum Rocknroll:


I can’t claim to be much of an expert in the punk scene (or any scene, for that matter), but sure…..send me those mix tapes and CDs — I’ll review ’em. And send me some AK-47, too!

This issue contains all the usual pages and pages of punk mix-tape and CD reviews. Love the articles and letters pages, especially. Although I wish there was a table of contents. That “Notes on the Peruvian Underground” plastered on the cover caught my eye, but I can’t find it the magazine. Is it the title of an article? The name of a band? I guess I’ll have to read through the entire thing and find out.

Columnist Shiva Addanki writes: “– my mind’s all blank and fried from doing nothing.”

Heh! I feel your pain, Shiva. Used to be Mondays and Fridays were my days for sitting around doing nothing, but now that’s most days. And I find myself feeling the same way you do, staring down that blank page.

Kudos to Landon who writes in to Maximum Rocknroll from St. Louis (“so many tasty authentic Mexican restaurants and red brick fucking everywhere!”) who possesses the true spirit of punk. He tells of being mugged at gunpoint, but when he explains to the mugger that he doesn’t have any money (or a wallet, for that matter), the guy takes his prized leather jacket instead. Writes Landon: “I hope when you checked the pockets and saw the ten flyers for the anti-police brutality march that just happened, you had a moment. Enjoy the jacket and stop stabbing your fellow poor in the back!!!”

This reinforces my theory that the punk mindset is closely attuned to a Zen Buddhist mindset. Genuinely independent and almost celebrating a non-attachment to things. Perhaps punk, like Buddhism, is the spirit of the thing and not so much the thing itself. Anyway….I don’t know what the hell I’m talking about. Just kind of figuring it out as I go.

If you’re into the punk scene and you don’t already know or aren’t already subscribed to Maximum Rocknroll, what the hell are you waiting for? Order a copy! Subscribe! There’s some very cool shit in here. I’m going to go read the rest of it now. See if I can find that article on the Peruvian underground…

Maximum Rocknroll reviews Koogmo #2

San Francisco’s venerable punk magazine, Maximum Rocknroll, reviews Koogmo #2 in their latest issue. They were even kind enough to send me a complimentary issue. I feel as if I’ve been spat on by Aaron Cometbus. Woo-hoo.

If you’ve been publishing zines for a while, you’ll start to feel a little like the Grateful Dead, playing gig after gig, constantly working at putting stuff out there. You’re going to have some bad shows. I’ll sometimes included articles and random filler just to get it over and done with. Move on to the next one. Koogmo #2 was one of those gigs. It doesn’t really matter — I realized long ago that it’s more about the process than any kind of end result. It’s more important to keep trudging along — keeping all the hooks in the water, so to speak. Good or bad, I’m always amused and fascinated with the feedback I sometimes receive. Onward!