I fucking love you, Bitch.
"This thin volume of verse is openly crude and self indulgent but written in an extremely candid and uncompromising style. In the great tradition of Bukowski these poems are about fucking, drinking beer and the writing process. Smith unashamedly and truthfully reveals his relationship with his woman - warts and all. His free verse language is unadorned, and occasionally, highly amusing. Smith has a lot going for him: He is young, strongly determined, highly entrepreneurial and unafraid to take risks. In fact, he is the maddest fucker I have come across in the poetry industry in Australia. Smith can’t spell for shit and couldn’t care less but in reading his work you will discover a fresh filthy voice that is becoming more widely known in underground circles.
"This thin volume of verse is openly crude and self indulgent but written in an extremely candid and uncompromising style. In the great tradition of Bukowski these poems are about fucking, drinking beer and the writing process. Smith unashamedly and truthfully reveals his relationship with his woman - warts and all. His free verse language is unadorned, and occasionally, highly amusing. Smith has a lot going for him: He is young, strongly determined, highly entrepreneurial and unafraid to take risks. In fact, he is the maddest fucker I have come across in the poetry industry in Australia. Smith can’t spell for shit and couldn’t care less but in reading his work you will discover a fresh filthy voice that is becoming more widely known in underground circles.
In a recent interview over the Internet I asked Ben a few questions to help me clarify where he was at:"
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The International Syndicate of Cult Film Critics aim to celebrate shoddy B-movies and straight-to-video films. We will cover these flicks fondly, with tongues firmly kept in our cheeks. The one thing we ask of those who contribute to the Club is that you must watch the film in its entirety, even if this means having to strap yourself down onto a chair and getting your eyelids locked out like Alex DeLarge from ‘A Clockwork Orange’. It is imperative that you absorb the visual treats.
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"Drunk at the matinee" is a collection of candid poetry about stupid shit that we all experience from day to day.
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