Ladies, gentlemen, vertebrae and invertebrates, gastropods and anthropophagi, dancers and philosophers, VerTebrA's Issue Zero (first gallant serical e1aculation of an all amateur revue) is now there in the sad world of space and time, sharing with dead dogs and with You. That is, it is for the first time real, and real, or thereabouts.
Among its bowels (which already smell of old and museumish) thou shalt findeth a nice caterpillar of juvenile littleness, poems, essays, light stuff, correlated of images, native wanderings, cultured quotations, en plen air farting and rhyming of sewer.
Enjoy the first leap forward of a couple of artists of the people without well-deserving soubrettes, tavern-situationists with a principle of corporate intoxication, little children of hypnomediatic intellectuals al-di-lá of the techno-cozzali summit, fragile, fierce or almost happy artistoids.
Kindred of the Lost Albion, go forth and read!
Ladies, gentlemen, vertebrae and invertebrates, gastropods and anthropophagi, dancers and philosophers, VerTebrA's Issue Zero (first gallant serical e1aculation of an all amateur revue) is now there in the sad world of space and time, sharing with dead dogs and with You. That is, it is for the first time real, and real, or thereabouts.
Among its bowels (which already smell of old and museumish) thou shalt findeth a nice caterpillar of juvenile littleness, poems, essays, light stuff, correlated of images, native wanderings, cultured quotations, en plen air farting and rhyming of sewer.
Enjoy the first leap forward of a couple of artists of the people without well-deserving soubrettes, tavern-situationists with a principle of corporate intoxication, little children of hypnomediatic intellectuals al-di-lá of the techno-cozzali summit, fragile, fierce or almost happy artistoids.
Kindred of the Lost Albion, go forth and read!
140 pages
Flexxible, colored cover
(Italian stereotypes, stallions and scallywags NOT included)
