Hi Richard,
sorry i did something really silly and restored system software without
backing up my mail and bookmarks. So i've lost your last mail.Anyway i
reckon you could get most of Allen Fisher's work in Eric Mottram's archive
at Kings if you chat with Valerie Soar. I must have over 100 publications
by him here.
I've been moving stuff around to make work spaces lately and have found a
lovely copy of the zine 'All The Poets' Vol 2 produced by mark schlossburg
published january 1980
in full coloour throught A4 side-stapled handwriting and typing combined.
Lots of great punk stuff like the following (out of that gang around Poison
Girls, the Slits, Crass, X-Ray Spex, Swell Maps . . ) for which i've
retained the formatting as closely as possible and carefully proofed
various typos including that 'memiors' and other finger pops . ? !!:
'the cemetery soil never settles/ autposy / biopsy / necropsy/
money/ money/ money/ Beneath my wellies the maggots
crawl through the rotting grey corpses/ each one is me/
wrapped in ceremonius shrouds/ masked death/
petrefied dreams/ beneath my rubber wellies/
the white worms/ the worn and weathered utopian
fantasies/ flagilations/ elations/ revelations
visions/ televisions/ opium nitemares/ masturbation
with a bloodied crucifix vibrator that leave scratch
marks across waxed thighs/ death with honour/
death with dinner/ the glorious dead/ the glorious
dead sacred cow laid out across the fine
irish linen table cloth/ jesus laid out in a tomb
of stone/ mary jo got laid in the back of the
school yard/ Isadora is dead and they weep for her
sixty years later/ fame beneath the fingernails/
mortuary mortality/ monetary immortality/ blood
money/ blood money/ i and said unto them, what
will ye give me and I shall deliver him unto
you? and they covenanted with him for
thirty pieces of silver:/
mortuary imortality/ monetary vigil/ memphis made
millions on memorabilia/ elvis records/
elvis amphetetimes/ elvis T shirts/ elvis machine
guns/ elvis memiors/ Elvis rigamortis ridden
prick/ formaldehyde is valuable/ we are sold
death constantly/ we are born in a mass grave/
every bullet fired puts a fresh bill in some
ones leather wallett/ instead of a crown of thorns
we wear easter lily wreaths around are slits throats
fuck lust suicide race/ fuck up the ass on a death bed/
sterile life/ boogie nites/ milton Keynes and
Coca Cola/ Roman holiday/ I CANNOT ACCEPT THIS
OPEN GRAVE THEY OFFER/
annie anxiety guevera
printed over a red / green / blue screen print of USAmerican marines
raising a flag over a hill in somewhere like Iwo iima during the second
world war
for your pleasure
cris
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