Volume 15 Issue 5
Zinn And The Art Of History Maintenance
Though not quite yet a household name, as historians and public intellectuals go, Howard Zinn has in the last few years become increasingly present in the public eye (whatever that is).
American Eros
We started out that morning from an 18th-century graveyard adjacent to Wharton State Forest in the Pine Barrens of southern New Jersey and made our way northward up the sandy trails that run through the oak and pine forest on the southwest edge of the...
Pogue Mahone Means Kiss My Arse
We won’t go too much into who Shane MacGowan is here because, for God’s sake, you should know.
David Wallechinsky Is A Human Encyclopedia
A longtime reader of this magazine (such as yourself) already knows about David Wallechinsky because you read the People's Lists feature in every issue.
The Epicly Later'd Page
I remember Jerry Hsu coming to New York in 2001 and 2002, back before he knew anyone here. He was probably 17 but I thought he was 24.
Whsshkkkk! - Part 1
Some facts about a man named Rat Bastard: Born Frank Falestra and unceremoniously given his current moniker by a shitty punk band he recorded 20 years ago, he lives in Miami, three blocks away from the thong-riddled shores of South Beach.
Vice Mail
We don’t know what she’s talking about, but this is the first handwritten letter we’ve gotten in years and look how pretty it is. It’s like an antique. I wonder if she used a feather dipped in ink to write it.
Amy Fisher / Joey Buttafuoco Caught On Tape
How was your weekend? Mine was shitty. Me and my wife went down with the flu for two weeks and were running 102 fevers, bedridden, and about to tear each other's
Hey, Where Did Bridget Cross Go?
How cool is Bridget Cross? She was the bassist for Unrest, the king of all early-90s indie bands, plus she was in Velocity Girl and Air Miami. If you cared about underground music in the 90s, she's already one of your crushes/heroes.
Whsshkkkk! - Part 2
In the 1980s I was in bands, three or four guys trying to play music together. It wasn’t necessarily good or well practiced, but they were always like, “Hey, let’s try to play that song again. Let’s prove we can actually write this stuff.”