Bites: National Lampoon, Gordon Lish on Eugene Marten, Egypt’s Internet, Zachary Lipez on Zachary Lipez and More

PW talks to Rick Meyerowitz about Drunk Stoned Brilliant Dead: The Writers and Artists Who Made The National Lampoon Insanely Great. Everyone and everything was fair game. There was also a high/low sense of taste to the material. Yes, they were smoking illegal substances, but what did you expect? They were twenty-two years old and they liked naked girls. Gordon Lish talking about Eugene Marten. Zack Lipez interviews himself at The Nervous Breakdown.  This is probably the most groundbreaking interview […]

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Vol. 1 Brooklyn Story Series, July, 2009

“Beach Boys”For our July installment, Vol. 1 is excited to present five storytellers who will dig into their souls for moments in their lives that were influences by the beach, boys, boys on the beach, or bands named Beach Boys. Bob Powers —Reading from his new book “The Terrible Horrible, Temp to Perm Debacle” Adira Amram —New cd “Hot Jams For Teens” out now Julia Wertz —Comic artist, fartparty.org Zack Lipez —Singer of the band Freshkills. Writer. Jason Diamond —Vol. […]

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The Last Good Book I Read Was the Lyrics to Haitian Divorce Tattooed On Your Inner Thigh by Zack Lipez

This is Zack’s second story on Vol. 1 Brooklyn. His first can be read here. You wrote a book called “All Dust Settles”, and you’re not even embarrassed. What the fuck? I wrote a book of short stories called “Why Won’t You Let Me Love You”. In place of a jacket photo, I had them put a picture of you, crossed out, with a beanie that I hand sharpied in on every individual copy. My mother wrote a memoir called […]

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Advice for The Newly Cloned Wooly Mammoth By Zack Lipez

Dear Not Yet Of Drinking Age Woolly Mammoth, So. They brought you back. Good. I’m glad. We’re all glad. And if, throughout your “grazing of the permafrost” (as they say) you get the feeling that the “we” that encompasses the “glad” is not as large as a newly minted wooly mammoth might, maybe, hope, well-no, that’s just not true. Everybody is grateful for more company. I won’t be the last to tell you that it’s cold outside, and, even if […]

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