BRUTAList works:
‘Digging The Vein’ by Tony O’Neill (Contemporary Press/Wrecking Ball Press, 2006),
‘Seizure Wet Dreams’ by Tony O'Neill (Social Disease 2007),
‘Edgier Waters: Year Of 3AM’ (Snow Books anthology, 2006),
‘Songs From The Shooting Gallery’ by Tony O’Neill (Burning Shore Press, 2007)
'Down and Out on Murder Mile' by Tony O'Neill (Harper Perennial US 2008)
'Hero of The Underground' autobiography of Jason Peter co written by Tony O'Neill (St Martin's Press 2008).
‘The Book Of Fuck’ by Ben Myers (Wrecking Ball Press/Baldini Castoldi 2005)
'SPAM Poetry' by Ben Myers (Blackheath Books 2008)
'The Missing Kidney' by Ben Myers (Social Disease Press 2008)
'Straight from the Fridge' weblog edited by Adelle Stripe
'Some Things Are Better Left Unsaid' by Adelle Stripe (Blackheath Books 2008)
'3:AM London, Paris, New York' anthology Social Disease Press
Music
Ornette Coleman, Sun Ra, Chrome Hoof, Henryck Gorecki, Diamanda Galas, Harmonium, Young Marble Giants, Joe Gibbs Dub Productions, Andrew Braille, Os Mutantes, Captain Beefheart and his Magic Band, Baby Huey and The Babysitters, Joe Meek, New York Dolls, James Chance, Eddie Cochrane, Chocolate Watch Band, Fela Kuti & The Africa 70 featuring Sandra, Ketty Lester, Lil' Son Jackson, The Make-Up, The Residents, John Cale, Ozark Mountain Daredevils, The Ragga Twins, Roxy Music, The Seeds, Charlie Parker, The Fall
Movies
Television
Books
Brutalists's Details
Status:
Swinger
Body type:
0' 1"
Zodiac Sign:
Scorpio
Occupation:
Literary movement.
Brutalists 'Cheap Thrills' available now in Mineshaft Issue #24 - http://lnk.ms/0fM9ZPosted at 11:19 AM Sep 25 view more
About me: The Brutalists poetry movement was formed by writers TONY O'NEILL, ADELLE STRIPE and BEN MYERS during the long record-breaking heatwave summer of 2006. We are all active members of the literary underground, publishing our work via a plethora of books, anthologies, fanzines, websites, readings and weblogs - The Brutalists are possibly the first literary movement launched via Myspace.
Brutalism calls for writing that touches upon levels of raw honesty that is a lacking form most mainstream fiction. We cannot simply sit around waiting to be discovered — we would rather do it ourselves. Total control, total creativity. The Brutalists see ourselves as a band who have put down their instruments and picked up their pens and scalpels instead.
The only maxim we adhere to is an old punk belief, which we have bastardised for our own means: 'Here’s a laptop. Here’s a spell-check. Now write a book.'
Brutalist writing is open to anyone who shares similar ideas about the role of literature.
The debut Brutalist work is Brutalism 1:Nowhere Fast, published in February 2008 on Captains of Industry Press. It features six poems from each writer, each tackling their respective Northern town where they grew up (Blackburn, Durham and Tadcaster respectively). The collection is illustrated by LISA CRADDUCK and is limited to 300 copies. This is a highly collectable chapbook and will not be re-issued.
Curious? Check out some reviews on our myspace blog..
Want to buy a copy of BRUTALISM ONE - NOWHERE FAST??
Go direct to Melissa Mann's Beat the Dust Bookshop http://www.beatthedust.com/book-shop.asp
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My debut novel, The Cuckoo Parchment and the Dyke, has just launched. If you get a chance I'd be grateful if you'd go to my profile to find out more. The story's about Dada, art and artists.
Salut, My new poetry collection is out now in a limited edition collectors letterpressed, signed and numbered run. Please click on - BLACKHEATH BOOKS Jxx
FESTIVAL FASHION BAZAAR BRICK LANE THIS SUNDAY! (next to the truman brewery by the bus n the pink car n that!)
Festival Fashion Bazaar is a one off special pop-up market of independent designer festival-geared fashion and accessories situated next to the Truman Brewery, in Ely's Yard, Brick Lane.
Come and enjoy the bohemian atmosphere as this is not your everyday market! Expect roaming mannequins, bazaar performers from Prangsta Entertainments, Whoopie Club and other festival acts along with Ely's Yard's usual fine selection of world foods.
Expect to see Playsuit Parlour’s cutesy playsuits and shorts, OOPS! Fashion's African/vintage mash up pieces, MissChief Glitz head-dresses,
Havelli’s delicately block-printed tent bedding, Temple of Sensuality’s seductive lingerie, Shock and Souls sparkly spectacular french vintage,
Lily Vanilli’s exquisite cupcakes, Antic Establishment’s roaming minstrels,
Woppie Club’s show girls and much more!!!
Signez la pétition de soutien
au Centre Grisélidis Réal avant le 25 juillet!
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Thanks for being a friend of the Jesse Bernstein tribute page!
Comments on Jesse and his works are welcomed.
"The test of the integrity of a poem, or any work of art, may be, simply: does it lead, in the end, to freedom, or does it merely expand the arena of confinement? A voice from the outside, truly, is what we need to hear. Even a single word. Even something that is not a word, but suggests such a word."
all of you fuckers!*You listen !*I
am from the outside* since ever eating meat*
I fuck since my five years old,
born as a dragon with a hole in the rear.
*
Don’t say love to me* don’t say you care
- you don’t give a shit, and so do I ! As soon as Ill meet you, Ill fuck
you – all this tendreness is too heavy, it drips out of your balls – come
here*I meet you at the border* where I am hitting and hit by silence* by the
flat eyes of my hooker and junkie twins* what part of myself will cross
at first ?*after the projection we start to fuck*I suck a body ten times
heavier than mine*what is the weight of rape ?of justice ?of
hate ?crack my ass smoke my puke love my skeleton*I am not the one you
fuck*I am the one who wanks alone under bloody trees*savage and raffinate bite
of a skull with milky teeth*I may be the cock pissing over the world*pissing
and pissing
on harmony
and God*
I am hungry, always want to fuck and spit
out the gift of your cock*
lightening eyes of a whip* I don’t want
to die as a slave!*
Chicks dig scars, everyone knows that, right? Meet Severence DeSnappio, a man who creates ‘fake’ injuries for desperate clients. He’ll get you a stab wound, shot gun blast, snowboarding injury - but a bite from a great white shark?
Set in Miami, Chicks Dig scars is a lyrical, Lynchian mix of dream logic and hard boiled detection.
fer trou exsangue, sans que cesse, sans que vérité autrement que pourrie - toutes les phrases se valent aux coques plastique cognées avec les bouteilles de P.E.T, et la laque bouffe d'os et de foutre à cul, toutes les phrases, et le poème qui se prétendrait tel, la pitoyable expression d'un point de vue - on en est là, puissance infinie de ça, contre le froid de viande, se jette, et puis quoi
l'été oublieux - si seulement l'été pouvait si seulement le souvenir n'était pas l'ordure - toutes les phrases se valent - déchet pronom cannibale viol d'homme
et la sortie nulle part
on peut même écrire amour
fous-moi la paix avec tes visages, parle-moi de bites et d'entrailles!
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