I’m not going to lie: for all that the internet has made it easy to discover new bands, to order their music, and to figure out where they might be playing, there’s still a weird thrill that comes from discovering something in an unorthodox manner. Maybe that’s the influence of the weird, sideways way I came to a lot of punk and hardcore in my formative years — a seven inch dubbed to a Maxell tape here, an interesting-looking ad […]

“I am a zine maker, not a book writer, and this is a perfect bound zine as much as it is a book.” So writes Taryn Hipp in the opening pages of her new Heavy Hangs the Head. For the sake of clarity, I’m going to be referring to it as a book from here on in — though I’m also totally considering her comments about it being a kind of zine as denoting it as fair game for this […]