Review of HST book by the famously notorious Catfish Mc Daris

Horror Sleaze Trash a is beautifully done 110 page hardcover book of poems by Ben John Smith. Simply put it is a loaded bazooka that fits nicely in your hands and fires round after round, guaranteed to knock down anything that moves. Ben is from Melbourne Australia, so his writing gives an insight into his country. He works construction, drinks with his mates, is true to his woman, and likes Elvis Presley. Ben runs one of the top “anything goes” on line literary and art zines at horrorsleazetrash.com. The poems in Horror Sleaze Trash, his second hard bound collection are each a bit different examining life under a poetic microscope and exposing it in many brilliant ways. In “Chump” the poem has a poet explaining to his woman (as all must poets do at some time with their loved ones) why most of his non-writing work mates won’t buy his books, but will blow loads of cash on drink and horse races. At the end of this poem he ends up sitting in the rain with a kangaroo with a broken leg until the cops show up to shoot it. Sadness made its debut in this poem, but there are plenty of happy ones and head shakers also. Words of too much drink, old men described perfectly, vaginas, sweaty dicks, folks going to church, Henry Miller, a black fella with lice, a dude that shits like a drainpipe in a thunderstorm. Ben John Smith writes as all educated men do or as Gary Snyder said “deeducated” which is uncivilized and barbaric.

He’s well read and influences of Bukowski, the Beatniks, Travis Bickle, Joseph Conrad, and Galatians from the Bible appear, but Ben’s got an original voice and shows no fear. In “Foreskin” he compares a bulldog on ice cream to sticking his dick in a beer bottle. Included are three poems titled “Shaving My Balls Pt.1, 2, 3” and they end in a query to askjeeves.com about what to do about itching testicles. Australian English is a bit different from American English, which is refreshing and makes this book that much better. The slick cover by (ths) is the nicely shaped rear view of a near nude lady before a wall of graffiti. There’s a cool photo of Ben at end of the book standing in front of the Liberated X Bookshop and ladies, he’s easy on the eyes. I wholeheartedly recommend buying this book, you won’t be sorry.

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Purchase Information:

www.horrorsleazetrash.com

Ben John Smith
PO Box 806
Tullamarine, 3049
Victoria,
AUSTRALIA

ISBN 978-1-4467-1427-0

I just dont know how to use my time wisely.

Yo its berra... Eh, Steve, Steve Berra

Grow no moss

Early last year, after six hard months soldiering in Afghanistan, a group of American infantrymen reached a momentous decision: It was finally time to kill a haji.

Among the men of Bravo Company, the notion of killing an Afghan civilian had been the subject of countless conversations, during lunchtime chats and late-night bull sessions. For weeks, they had weighed the ethics of bagging "savages" and debated the probability of getting caught. Some of them agonized over the idea; others were gung-ho from the start. But not long after the New Year, as winter descended on the arid plains of Kandahar Province, they agreed to stop talking and actually pull the trigger.

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Sophie Crumb

I wish i could survive by just drawing in my sketchbook and wandering around...

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Endless stream of pearls.

Duuude.

According to these avid fans, today’s blockbuster superhero movies are only just catching up with the derring-do dynamics of the comics they grew up with. If you’re talking bums on cinema seats, superhero heroics are a sure-fire, bankable hit. This year alone there will be four major releases, with Australia’s Chris Hemsworth fronting Thor in May, the space-heroics of Green Lantern, filmed in Oz with the hunky Ryan Reynolds, and X-Men First Class in June, followed by the defrosting of Captain America in July.

Next year we will get the third and final instalment of both Christopher Nolan’s wildly popular Batman franchise and the Robert Downey Jnr-helmed Iron Man series, as well as reboots of previous franchise juggernauts Spiderman and Superman.

You’d think the world’s greatest heroes were unstoppable with all this silver screen exposure, capable of selling everything by the truckload, from posters to lunch boxes. This might be true of film-related merchandise, but the reality remains that the so-called ‘‘funny books’’ they are derived from don’t shift anywhere near as many copies as the movies do tickets.

Why is it that while cinema-goers flock to superhero movies in their millions, even the best-selling comic books fall far short?

Larry Boxshall and Joe Morris, presenters of the weekly Non-Canonical podcast, which debates – often quite colourfully – the merits and failings of the latest comic books, have a fair inkling.

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Photo by Rich K from the first HST shoot and Larry is a good friend of mine who will be doing the video for the next HST shoot on April 11th.

Jay Kay

How i feel about the PT gig

Woah...

Feature

Sending out the early word, if any one is keen on coming to see me have my feature reading at the Passionate Tounges, details are as follows. -

Brunswick Hotel 140 Sydney Rd (corner of Weston Street)
Monday 11 April 8:30pm

Would be really good to see a crowd get behind me and show a little support, i know poetry is usually really lame but i promise to try and bring my A Game, I will be reading from my new book Horror Sleaze Trash (http://www.horrorsleazetrash.com/poetry/horror-sleaze-trash-ben-smith/)
and a few from my older shit.

Come down, Get Pissed, Talk shit.

Keeping it gangster

HIJRAS, INDIA’S THIRD SEX

In the culture of South Asia, hijras are physiological males who adopt feminine gender identity, women’s clothing and other feminine gender roles. Hijras have a long recorded history in the Indian subcontinent.

Hijras have no exact match in the modern Western taxonomy of gender and sexual orientation, and challenge Western ideas of sex and gender. Most are born male, but some may be intersex (with ambiguous genitalia). They are often perceived as a third sex, and most see themselves as neither men nor women. Unlike some Western transsexual women, hijras generally do not attempt to pass as women.

Most hijras live at the margins of society with very low status; the very word “hijra” is sometimes used in a derogatory manner. Few employment opportunities are available to hijras. Many get their income from performing at ceremonies, begging, or sex work. Violence against hijras, especially hijra sex workers, is often brutal, and occurs in public spaces, police stations, prisons, and their homes. As with transgender people in most of the world, they face extreme discrimination in health, housing, education, employment, immigration, law, and any bureaucracy that is unable to place them into male or female gender categories.

Hijras are often encountered on streets, trains, and other public places demanding money from people. If refused, the hijra may attempt to embarrass the man into giving money, using obscene gestures, profane language, and even sexual advances. Hijras also perform religious ceremonies at weddings and at the birth of male babies, involving music, singing, and sexually suggestive dancing. These are intended to bring good luck and fertility.

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Killed me.

The piece of music that Lou plays on his piano is the 25th variation of J.S. Bach's
Goldberg Variations. It was regarded by musicians such as Glenn Gould and Wanda
Landowska as one of the most significant pieces of music ever written, even within
the context of the entire set of variations which is generally held to be one of
Bach's greatest masterpieces. Gould's 1955 recording of this variation was included
in the soundtrack to the film Slaughterhouse 5 during scenes portraying the
firestorm that destroyed Dresden. -- IMDb Trivia: The Killer Inside Me (2010

Red Bennies!

See Miss Nic, the next girl in line for HST section, Mud restling this Friday at

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Dudes...

This is a comp worth entering on all accounts!

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Killing me

I used to worship this dude

Jedi Mind Tricks

Explain

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Get this album.

Mumma said to knock you out.

Coming for me.

Drug party's golden showers on the poor shiksa
Work for the FBI so anytime I might whisper
My scary team be like barely clean rockin Israeli genes
Thats why I mostly heard and rarely seen
Realization soaked in urgency
Can't escape history's pen I be the worst of me

Die.

"Trees cocooned in spiders webs, an unexpected side effect of the flooding in Sindh, Pakistan

An unexpected side-effect of the flooding in parts of Pakistan has been that millions of spiders climbed up into the trees to escape the rising flood waters.

Because of the scale of the flooding and the fact that the water has taken so long to recede, many trees have become cocooned in spiders webs. People in this part of Sindh have never seen this phenomenon before - but they also report that there are now less mosquitoes than they would expect, given the amount of stagnant, standing water that is around.

It is thought that the mosquitoes are getting caught in the spiders web thus reducing the risk of malaria, which would be one blessing for the people of Sindh, facing so many other hardships after the floods."

THIS

The rose.

Beautiful Selena can't wait to lose her virginity, but her dream is to go all the way on the night of her senior prom. She talks her two best friends into losing theirs too, only time is running out and they don't want to lose it to the 'lame' high school boys! They devise a lusty plan to go after the sexiest teachers at the school, but getting their attention is not easy. Each hot, horny girl comes up with a naughty idea to seduce the right one and get him to deflower her. Prom night assures a banging time for these wild teens!

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EARLY DAYS

My interest in the pyramids of Egypt began in 1987. On my birthday that year, a friend gave me a book – "The Seven Wonders of the World" by Werner Ekschmitt. The last chapter deals with the only remaining wonder, the Cheops pyramid on Egypt's Giza Plateau.

My engineer's curiosity was aroused because there seemed to be so many questions and so few answers. I just couldn't get over the fact that we can fly to the moon and explore the depths of the oceans, but we can't answer so many basic technical questions about the most exhaustively studied historical monument of all times.

The book contained references to the German Archaeological Institute (GAI) and its director, Prof. Dr. Rainer Stadelmann, to whom I soon wrote, expressing my interest. At the same time, I began analyzing the pyramids, as of 1989 by computer – looking for tell-tale signs, the fingerprints always left behind by the designer and builders of any large construction. In the early 90s I began developing a computer-based study focusing on the knowledge of the ancient Egyptians and the means available to them to conduct their work on various monuments.

(In September 1997 I gave a speech on this subject during the "Ordo et Mensura" conference at the Deutsches Museum in Munich, organized by Dr. Dieter Ahrens and Dr. Dr. Rolf Rottländer of the University of Tübingen. The SPEECH, also serves to refute the Pi, Pythagorean and Star-Shaft hypotheses relating to the Cheops pyramid.)

Because of my interest in the technical aspects of archaeological issues, I have supported and initiated a number of projects and studies throughout the 90s, including the Siwa Oracle-Temple computer survey, the UPUAUT PROJECT, the ventilation of the Cheops pyramid and the dating of Nazca geoglyphs in Peru. As a further private initiative, I set up the UPUAUT FOUNDATION, a specialized high tech source for digital conservation and field work improvements.

In connection with those endeavors, I have secured the necessary funding and sponsoring for such projects from companies like Compaq, Gore, Port-Escap, Mäurer & Wirz, Autodesk, Datapath, LTG, Helios and ABC Cam-Tech, to all of whom I remain gratefully indebted.

Above all, since my on-site investigation of Cheops ended in summer 1993, I have continued to conduct extensive computer analyses of the data, to further refine the equipment – especially the robotics – required to advance our exploration of the Great Pyramid, and to actively promote that exploration. I remain convinced that, given the opportunity, we will soon be able to solve the remaining mysteries of Cheops.

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Talks a good one

all of yall can suck my balls though my draws.

Phone note 1.

the cabby
says

see you later

but I will never
see him again.

Phone note 2.

I know
We love each other
Because we both
Think we should
Be with other
People.

Phone note 3.

Its not until
You become a body
In a box
Wrapped in
A flag

Or not even that
Much

Phone note 4.

The sat nav tells
Me to turn around
Because im lost.

Shit,

If im lost this
Close to home now
Ill never make it
Back alive.

Next Level

Lem

Fuck YES

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A hero of mine

Here's the official line on Tobe Hooper - "In 1974 Hooper made 'Texas Chainsaw Massacre.' Then he made a few crummy movies. Then Steven Spielberg was charitable enough to let Hooper direct 'Poltergeist' for him. Then he made a few more crummy movies. He will probably make a few more crummy movies until Mister Spielberg is kind enough to give him another job or he dies of cancer."

Well, if I cared about The Official Line I would have come out of hiding and turned myself in to the authorities seventeen years ago. Cause lemmee tell ya, Tobe Hooper doesn't need some little nobody like you feeling sorry for him any more than Chevy Chase or David Lee Roth does. These "washed up", "has been" "losers" spend more cash on breakfast than your big successful ass makes in ten years. The only man on this planet Tobe Hooper defers to is George Romero, who directed the one horror film that is definitely better than "Texas Chainsaw Massacre" - "Night Of The Living Dead". Anybody else around here who isn't George Romero better pull your head out of Steven Spielberg's butt and start showing Mister Hooper a little respect before we lose control of ourselves and God only knows what that will be like after all these years of people like George Romero, Tobe Hooper, Chevy Chase, and David Lee Roth as role models.

Tobe Hooper was born in Austin, Texas in 1943. Yikes, that was sixty years ago! He's old enough to want tickets for the Simon And Garfunkel reunion tour! Damn! While searching through his father's stuff for pictures of dead presidents to mail to Soupy Sales, young Tobe discovered an 8mm movie camera. Too bad he didn't continue searching long enough to find his Father's chainsaw and notebook full of creepy barbecue recipes, but lemmee tell ya . . . Tobe kept that camera so busy that their neighbors the Zapruders were unable to borrow it for their trip to Dallas and film President Kennedy's visit to the city where he was assassinated by Cuban agents leading to the United States' nuclear assault on Havana and Miami's destruction by giant banana monsters.

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Top Pictures.

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Phyche Grind 2

PSYCHE GRIND 2: THE VULVA UNDERGROUND from Django's Ghost on Vimeo.

A toast

Duuuuude

Lynchian

Musicvideo for David Lynch's new song "I Know".

Description:
We aimed to make a visually interesting film that puts focus on some aspects of human behavior.

Dead Roach

Sorry for the fuck around guys, but the roach has been squashed. Due to lack of interest and an overwhelming work load i have to hand back all the work we have received from the supporters out there and hope you get it pressed some place else.

Fucking Vandals

Defaced is a blog all about rejoicing in spotting things that have been drawn on, torn apart, covered in stickers, or just plain sullied.

It was started in 2010 by Justin Johnson. You can contact him here.

See a great defacement when you're on the go? Email it to defacedblog at gmail dot com! (add us to your phonebook!)

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Funbeard

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The wall.

Billion and Billions =)

2. The Pioneer Plaques (1972, 1973)

Mounted to Pioneer spacecraft before they made their merry way into the inhospitable reaches of space outside the solar system, the Pioneer Plaque was the first-but not the last!-interstellar communiqué in which Carl Sagan had a say. Attached to both Pioneers and positioned to minimize the corrosive effects of solar dust, the plaque might well be the first thing an alien culture knows about us. (Well, the plaque, and also the fact that we hurl things into space and aim them right at you.)

Message Content: The Pioneer plaque forewent an auditory component and instead tried to include the maximum information about Pioneer’s source; thanks to Sagan, Linda Salzman Sagan, and Franke Drake, every inch is packed with data: A diagram of a hydrogen atom; a pulsar map with the sun at the centre, showing the relative distances of 14 pulsars and the binary code of their periods, which can help date the launch era; figures of a nude man and woman set in front of a to scale silhouette of Pioneer; a sketch of our solar system with a long arrow indicating the Earth as the planet that launched the little guy.

Message Assumptions: Alien life form can see in two dimensions, has a concept of arrows.

Likely Impression: Earth is filled with humanoids who haven’t had the brains to develop clothes, possibly because they’re too busy fighting off the absolutely enormous serpent reaching out from the third planet and launching space probes willy-nilly.

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spring time with corpses

CHECK OUT HST'S ADVERTISEMENT IN THIS MONTHS ISSUE OF G&C!

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im running out of street credit.

IM IN THE DARK HERE

you understand, IN THE DARK!

the cum bit is win

One Minute Puberty from bitteschön.tv on Vimeo.

Holy shit

im tripping balls.

If i ever die, how will any one know?

Vladimir Nabokov

Vladimir Nabokov is known for his novels Lolita and Pale Fire, but he was also one of the most famous lepidopterists in the world, that is he studied and collected butterflies and moths. We discover how this butterfly passion influenced his literary and scientific life.

Through his research Nabokov came up with a hypothesis for the evolution of the striking Blue butterflies in South America.

When he first presented his theory in 1945, the scientific community didn't test his research but now a research team using DNA analysis has confirmed that Nabokov's hypothesis was correct.

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Chess problems

Nabokov spent considerable time during his exile on the composition of chess problems. Such compositions he published in the Russian émigré press, Poems and Problems (18 chess compositions) and Speak, Memory (one problem). He describes the process of composing and constructing in his memoir: "The strain on the mind is formidable; the element of time drops out of one's consciousness..." To him, the "originality, invention, conciseness, harmony, complexity, and splendid insincerity" of creating a chess problem was similar to that in any other art.

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In Speak Memory, Nabokov writes of this composition: I remember one particular problem I had been trying to compose for months. There came a night when I managed at last to express that particular theme. It was meant for the delectation of the expert solver. The unsophisticated might miss the point of the problem entirely, and discover its fairly simple, “thetic” solution without having passed through the pleasurable torments prepared for the sophisticated one. The latter would start by falling for an illusory pattern of play based on a fashionable avant-garde theme (exposing White’s King to checks), which the composed had taken the greatest pains to “plant” (with only one obscure little move by an inconspicuous pawn to upset it). Having passed through this “antithetic” inferno the by now ultra-sophisticated solver would reach the simple key move (bishop to c2) as somebody on a wild goose chase might go from Albany to New York by way of Vancouver, Eurasia and the Azores. The pleasant experience of the roundabout route (strange landscapes, gongs, tigers, exotic customs, the thrice-repeated circuit of a newly married couple around the sacred fire of an earthen brazier) would amply reward him for the misery of the deceit, and after that, his arrival at the simple key move would provide him with a synthesis of poignant artistic delight (note 5).

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Photo Pump-a

Jimmy Boy.

So on Saturday I headed down to Manchester to hang out with Mike Lerner. Due to horrendous traffic I arrived over an hour late and I fucking hate being late, but fortunately he was cool with it. We had a drink in the hotel bar (I still owe you one Mike) and then headed up to his hotel room. He shot the girl and I mainly shot him shooting the girl, if that makes sense?

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But the things that come out of the mouth come from the heart, and these make a man 'unclean.'

<< Matthew 15:18 >>

Fr8s

"I was lucky enough to get my hands on these new pics of some Freight trains from Europe. Seems like the these artists have been busy putting in work not only on walls but also on some steel. Always like to see this aggressive abstract style being pushed onto new surfaces. Enjoy."

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