Sunday, December 16, 2007

"now my heart is as cold as ice"

A few days ago, I finished reading another zine. It's called Ghost Pine #9 (subtitled, Bees), and it was writtten by Jeff from Canada.
Here is a quote: "After all these years of listening to the rhetoric claiming some subversive nature of zines; North American samizdat and the rebellion of it all, I felt completely denuded. Here were the zines folding and there were the guns walking. Something had changed."

Friday, December 07, 2007

"strange how the arms sting when you're left holding nothing"

It took me a whole year, but I finally finished reading a book. I know, it's pretty pathetic that it takes me that long to read a book. And it was only 341 pages. Anyway, the book I read was The Revolution Will Not Be Microwaved: Inside America's Underground Food Movements by Sandor Ellix Katz. I highly recommend reading this book if you care at all about food politics and food issues. Even if you don't care about those things, it's a very interesting and entertaining read. You will learn all sorts of new things about food and food systems, and there are several recipes worth trying. These are the last words of the book (I think they sum things up pretty well):

"I'm afraid that in the end I have no easy-to-follow recipe to offer my readers for how we can go about taking back community control of our food and water and, more broadly, our power and dignity. There are no easy formulaic answers. But as we search for answers, and allies, we can get our hands dirty working the soil and growing some of our own food. We can get to know farmers and support local markets. We can get to know plants, learn to save seeds, and learn how to heal our bodies and our souls. These activities ground us in the earth, and out of them grow health, abundance, community, and dreams of a better future."

This book was published by Chelsea Green Publishing and can be purchased directly from them. Or maybe find it at the library or borrow it from a friend or something.

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

"if my body goes then to hell with my soul"

another juniper
Originally uploaded by juniperbug
Another issue of The Juniper hot off the presses. This time I have filled the pages with plenty of ranting and raving. You will be sick of it after a few paragraphs or less, but that's okay. I go on and on about living an authentic life and not being a ponce and a pandering aristocrat. I also push my politics on you and postulate a better a world. (I don't have all or any of the answers but I like to pretend that I do.) Then I tell you about my 2007 garden plot and offer some lists of seeds for seed exchange. It's short, and it won't hurt too badly.

send a stamp or trade to:
Dan Murphy
PO Box 3154
Moscow ID 83843

ask for a carrot row mail order catalog, too.

Friday, November 30, 2007

"passed out in a datsun that's parked out in the hot sun"

maaike's zine
Originally uploaded by juniperbug
My friend, Maaike, has a new zine out, and it's pretty sweet. It's called The Sixth Minky; it's a personal zine with a mix of humor and seriousness. Plus it has an awesome color layout. You can get a copy of it for yourself by sending a dollar or trade to:
Maaike Davidson
PO Box 8891
Moscow ID 83843

oh yeah, the quote: "The back of your seat can be used as a flotation device...that's nice. But what they don't tell you is that you'll be dead by the time you hit the water."

I have been reading other zines too, but I have not been updating my blog. I am somewhat tired of the computer. It sucks away far too much of my time. So does the TV. Winter is here, and I am stuck inside much more than usual. I'm hoping that I can be productive this winter rather than sitting in front of a TV or computer screen in a coma the whole time. I have lots of stuff that I could be doing. I'll keep you posted. Or not.

Thursday, November 15, 2007

"things i have loved i'm allowed to keep"

School and other things had me swamped for a couple weeks. It was hard to get much extra reading in. Never fear though, between last night and today I was able to get a couple of small zines read:

Little Lady 02 by nichole anne
I don't have any quotes for you, but I would like to mention that there are two recipes found in this zine that I plan on trying out: vegan banana bread and pancake blueberry sauce.

Underwater Cigarettes #3 by elizabeth
"I don't think she loved me but she wanted to, and you can't help but love an overlap of madness to some extent..."
"Eating meat just seems like an invasion of my natural allotment of flesh."

By the way, I recently discovered that there is a blog that posts reviews of zines and some of the "reviews" that I have been writing lately here can be found there. (I say "reviews" because I don't really consider these things reviews, because mostly I am just posting about the zines I have read, but whatever.) I don't mind that my posts are being borrowed; actually I think it's pretty cool. I just figured that I would point out to whomever it is that is reposting my posts on their blog that you have been discovered and you're welcome.

Saturday, November 03, 2007

"you have broken me all the way will be the last, you'll see"

In issue #15 of Elephant Mess, I introduced to my unsuspecting readers my "Elephant Mess World Tour & World Takeover" plan. If you are not familiar with it, I guess you will have to read it for yourself sometime because I don't feel like going into too much detail about it right now (contact me, if necessary). At that time (more than 2 years ago), I had only 10 states left in my quest to send an issue of Elephant Mess to all 50 states in the union. Now, I am down to only 5 states. I would like to use this space to list the 5 states that have not yet had the pleasure of receiving an issue of the disappointment of a zine and waste of precious paper, Elephant Mess, so that if anyone out there knows someone in one of these 5 states that would be willing to receive a copy of my boring read, I could then send a copy to them, thus fulfulling the first part of my mission to take over the world (with my zine). The five states are:

-North Dakota
-South Dakota

If you have friends, family or (preferably) know zinesters that live in any of these five states, please let me know what their address(es) is (are) so that I can get a copy of Elephant Mess off to them pronto. You are all stars in my book for helping me out with this. Now, stop reading this tripe and go do something useful with your life (that does not have anything to do with my zine).


Sunday, October 28, 2007

"awful people, they surround you"

I should be doing schoolwork, but instead I read another zine: Entropic Tendencies #3 (So Many Beautiful Parts) by Laura J.

"Because even the largest untruths are believable when you're 17 and dancing in Dallas rain."

Now, I better get my stuff done...maybe.

Saturday, October 27, 2007

"he's a dirty trashcan full of poop"

Yesterday, I finished reading New To Everything #6 by Leanne. One of my favorite parts was this:

"Do you like pop punk?"
"Yeah, why?"
"That's it! See, pop punk perpetuates feelings of rejection and heartbreak. If you just stop listening to it, your life is gonna improve!"
I laughed so hard and put my Screeching Weasel records away...
(It didn't last long.)

Friday, October 19, 2007

"i want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real"

Today, I read two zines: Erik & Laura-Marie Magazine #40 and #42 by Laura-Marie Taylor.

From #40:
"The school was bordered by a mortuary, cemetary, and hospital, which wasn't lost on me. Every few days, out to play on the playground, I smelled bodies being cremated, which unnerved me, to say the least, and I didn't discuss it with anyone at the time.
"But a few years ago, I called up the Dudley-Hoffman Mortuary and asked them about it. Yes, the nice gentleman told me, they did burn bodies there every few days, around 1984. Yes, there was a distinctive smell."

From #42:
We both
dislike that
hot cabbage

You will get your CD and zine soon, Laura-Marie. I promise.

Wednesday, October 10, 2007

"a baby sleeps in all our bones, so afraid to be alone"

From Echo! Echo! #4 by Keet
"It seems hilarious now, but there are still times when I drift off into a trance and remember every terror I felt. It has been a month after if happened, but I still feel sick to my stomach whenever I remember it. On the other hand, it never fails to remind me that hey, I'm still alive, after all that. However small an accident it may seem. We all need to be reminded sometimes."

If you are interested in reading any of the zines that I have been reading, just let me know and I will tell you how you can get a hold of them.

Friday, October 05, 2007

"i'm battle scarred, i'm working oh so hard to get back to who i used to be"

Friends and foes, I finished reading another zine. It's a zine out of Australia. It's by the same guy who does Das Papierkrieg and Westside Angst - Mr. Ianto Ware.

The Little Nerd Band That Could part 2
"I'm told Interpol played a show once where the guitarist stopped the song and told the audience to stop clapping along because they were putting him out of time."

Monday, October 01, 2007

"all that i have left are pieces of the ocean that i kept"

I like posting on here, but I don't like posting about my everyday life. No one wants to hear about that, and frankly I don't feel like sharing.
I like reading zines, but I rarely get around to it. I have stacks of zines waiting to be read. I always think I'll get around to reading them sometime, but I don't. And I just keep on getting more. I keep on ordering more. And I keep not reading them. Well, I'm working on it. So, I devised a plan to post more on this blog and to get more zines read. This is my plan: read a zine (this could take days, weeks or even months), then when I am finished reading the zine, I will post the name of the zine I read along with one of my favorite quotes from it. Okay? Fortunately, I just finished reading a zine today, so here goes:

Endless Escalators #1 by Monica A.

"I discovered the purpose of life while at a Lutheran All-School Spelling Bee. It was during the awards ceremony. I was sitting on the cold gym floor with about 30 other kids in my age group. Only third through first place got trophies, so after the fourth place LOOOSER received his LAME RIBBON, everyone tensed up but tried to act calm, because no matter how you look at it, losing your shit over a middle school spelling bee is not okay. Third and second were announced, and I was glad to be almost able to go home, but then I heard my name. Once I had the trophy in my hands, I knew life isn't about things like trying hard and being fair and helping people. Really, it's about winning stuff and making everyone else feel bad."

Sunday, September 30, 2007

"your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures"

I want secrets and anonymity.
I embrace my anti-social tendencies.
I stretch myself thin trying to be accommodative.
I take pride in single-hood.
My individualistic independent-ism overwhelms me.
I become selfish, self-centered, and disconnected.
Cellphone is dead.
Introversion abounds.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

"how cold can a heart become before it crumbles or decides to stay numb?"

Elephant Mess number nineteen is finished, and it's a zinger. It's the ten year anniversary. Yes, that's right. Elephant Mess has existed for ten years now. That's ten years of boring you to death with my skull droppings. You would do well to get yourself a copy and continue being unentertained. I wrote lots about being an adult zine writer with little or nothing to show for my life. I also wrote about reckless abandonment and skeletons in my closet. There's more, but I don't want to ruin the surprise. Here's what you should do. Find a dollar or three first class stamps. Put it or them in an envelope (or you could send me a trade of some sort - that's bartering). Mail that envelope to:
Dan Murphy
PO Box 3154
Moscow ID 83843


"Because I can't stand feeling nothing
I can't stand feeling old.
I can't stand standing for nothing
When standing up is all I know."

Sunday, September 16, 2007

"call in sorrow your friend, ask her where has she been"

Field of Dreams
Originally uploaded by juniperbug
Last week the Soil Stewards had our very first Farm Field Day. It was a smashing success. More people showed up than I had expected, and everyone seemed to enjoy being at the farm. It felt good to think that all of our hard work is paying off, and that people are interested in what we are doing. More and more people are seeing the need to be connected to their food and to be involved in their community and local economy. The Soil Stewards hope to make this an annual event. There is so much more work to do at the farm. This is really just the beginning, but it's the start of something great. I'm excited to be part of this growing movement.

and now, just because it's in my head:
"be disappointed and glum
beat yourself like a drum
yell out, 'who stole my silent night?!'"
-The Microphones

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

"loyal to no one, no one at all"

Long, long ago when I first started this blog I decided to play a little guessing game. I said that I would give a prize to the first person who correctly told me me where the title of my blog comes from. No one even made a guess until around 2 and a half years later when Maaike (upon reading over some old entries) came upon that post and answered correctly. The title comes from the song "Cinder and Smoke" by Iron & Wine. I told her I would give her a prize even though I had never originally decided what the prize would be, and quite frankly I had forgotten all about the whole thing anyway. Well, several months have passed and I still haven't given her a prize for winning. Again, I had forgotten until she reminded me recently. Where is my memory going? Where is Maaike's prize? I still don't know what it's going to be. Anyway, don't worry Maaike, you will get a prize soon...I promise. That is, if I don't forget again.

Saturday, September 08, 2007

"you had me worried that this would last"

Sufferin' succotash! The first hard frost is looming. Goodbye frost sensitive plants. Goodbye days of summer. Autumn is here to snuff you out.
Last night a light frost hit the farm and afflicted frost damage on the outermost leaves of some of our basil and squash plants. Today we scrambled to cover things up. But we could not cover up everything. We are poor and don't have all the materials needed to protect all the plants that we'd like to protect. We do what we can, and we just have to hope that a hard frost is still in the far distant future. We haven't yet had our fill of tomatoes, cucumbers, peppers, beans, eggplants and squash. Yet, all of our hard work will eventually succumb to old man winter. I can accept the natural way of things, but I can't deny that it leaves me just a little bit heartbroken. There is always next year, but next year seems so far away. A Fine Frenzy was right: almost lovers always bring heartache.

I will leave you with this:
"A kitten on fire
A baby in a blender
Both sound as sweet
As a night of surrender"
-My Morning Jacket

Monday, August 27, 2007

"i'm sure i could stand on the great salt lake"

Re-Usable Tea Bags
Originally uploaded by juniperbug
I have additions to the carrot row catalog. One of those additions is this re-usable tea bag you see in the picture here. It is made of cotton muslin, and it has a draw string. It was sewn by my friend, Maaike. It's small enough for one cup of tea, and large enough for a small pot of tea. You can order them from me at the address listed elsewhere on this blog: $2 for one, $5 for three. Another addition is a zine about recycling by Maaike called "EnvironMENTAL Imp Pack!" It comes with a pin and a sticker and costs $2 postage paid.

In other news: The fall semester is in full swing for better or for worse. It's sad to think that summer is coming to an end. Another long winter is in store; which is okay, but now that I have been gardening like mad for two straight summers, winters have become somewhat depressing. All I can think about is the arrival of springtime and the beginning of another growing season.
Also, I am working on another issue of Elephant Mess. It will be out sometime in September. It will be the ten year anniversary issue, which is awesome (to me at least). You would do well not to miss it. I'll keep you posted.

I wish I had more to say, but all my words have been commandeered by all the writing I've been doing lately. It will all pay off someday I'm sure.

Every day I have a new crush. Every night I dream it all away.

Sunday, July 29, 2007

"i did my dirt but got a good heart, shouldn't that count for something?"

"...I was told I'd amount to nothing / most of my childhood life by folks / it was stunting my growth" - Jay-Z

I haven't amounted to much, but I did manage to finish my distro catalog. Yes, I do have a distro despite how little you hear about it. I am calling it Carrot Row Mail Order. I sell zines dealing with things like gardening, crafting, vegetarian cooking, war profiteering, fermenting, farming, etc. I have also included in the catalog some things that my friend Maaike sells: t-shirts, magnets, stickers and buttons. You can get a copy of this fine catalog (and I should add wee) by sending a 1st class U.S. stamp to the usual address:

Dan Murphy
PO Box 3154
Moscow ID 83843

any questions?

Monday, June 25, 2007

"for the blood that's trapped in veins and the oxygen it claims"

-I will clean and organize my apartment.
-I will answer all my mail.
-I will finish planting my garden.
-I will listen to more punk rock.
-I will go skateboarding more often.
-I will become a master gardener.
-I will read more comic books and zines.
-I will also read more books.
-I will learn how to fall in love again.
-I will make more screenprints and blockprints.
-I will find time to play my guitar and write more punk songs.
-I will learn how to sew.
-I will work on my zines and distro.
-I will go on more long bike rides.
-I will go on more camping and fishing trips.
-I will live more simply.
-I will keep on fighting.

"I'm trying to find creative ways to keep my head out of the noose."
--J Church

Sunday, June 10, 2007

"i don't feel and it feels great"

I wasn't lying when I told you that my mom is not only super-awesome, but is also starting a zine library inside of the Mountain Home (Idaho) Public Library where she works. This picture shows the beginnings of it. She has a handful of other zines in her possession that need to be added, but she also needs donations...and lots of them. I hope that you understand the need for something like a zine library in a small, seemingly inconsequential Idahoan town like Mountain Home, and upon coming to such a realization are willing to donate your zine to such an endeavor. If I had come across such a thing as a youngster, I can only imagine the impact it would have had on me at such a young and impressionable age. Instead, I didn't make my first zine until I was an adult (legally, anyways).
If you have a zine to donate (please, please, please), send it to me and I will be sure that she gets it:
Dan Murphy
PO Box 3154
Moscow ID 83843

email me if you have any questions:

P.S. My mom loves reading zines, and I love my mom. So, don't deprive her of something she loves or I might have to hurt you.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

"and all the lies and fears will stick to me like glue"

I think that I need more of this in my life:

BE THOU MY VISION (by Pedro the Lion)

"be thou my vision
oh lord of my heart
naught be all else to me
save that thou art
thou my best thought
by day or by night
waking or sleeping
thy presence my light
riches i need not
nor man's empty praise
thou my inheritance
now and always
thou and thou only
first in my heart
high king of heaven
my treasure thou art"

sorry, dude.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

"i'm giving you a jar full of something awful"

juni 8
Originally uploaded by juniperbug.
As tradition would have it, I am slow at informing you about my new zine. Either way, The Juniper #8 is finished and ready to be mailed off to you (regardless of exorbitant postal charges). This issue is mostly about seeds: starting seeds indoors, purchasing seeds, seed activism, sprouting seeds. Also: car ownership and food poisoning. Send me a first class stamp, and I will send you a copy.
Dan Murphy, PO Box 3154, Moscow ID 83843


Some people are ingenious.

Oh, the possibilities. Different colored cups for different plants. Multiple options for mini-greenhouses. Inexpensive. Are polymers better than peat (environmetally speaking)? Salvage these materials to enhance your eco-savviness.
(click on the photo to find out where it's from.)

Wednesday, April 25, 2007

"our lives are just long saggings of the spine"

Yesterday, I went the whole day without turning on the TV in honor of TV Turnoff Week. It felt great. I noticed that I had much more time to do other things, like study for my chemistry test, listen to music, listen to NPR and college I felt more motivated, and my convictions feel like they got a work-out. This is something that I should do more often. I definitely feel inspired to watch less TV. I really don't actually watch that much, but I tend to have it turned on a lot just to provide some white noise. Yesterday, I was reminded that there are better sources of white noise. More uplifting ones.
I listened to Doug Martsch's solo CD, and he taught me that maybe my "heart [is] too large for my sleeve," and that's probably why I keep it locked away and won't let anybody near it. And that's no way to live.

"there isn't a way of deciding
which half of life's less inviting
awake or a dream
'cause both of them lead you to suffer
you wake from one into the other
twice a day"
--Doug Martsch

Monday, April 23, 2007

"i don't know Billy Ocean, and i don't know the ocean floor"

I can't let this week go by without saying something about tv turnoff week (which surprisingly enough happens to be this week). It's an annual event supported by Adbusters Media Foundation during which people are encouraged to unplug themselves from their tv set for an entire week, or at the very least, greatly reduce their tv viewing for a week and practice responsible viewing habits. Surely there are things to be gained from such an event. Last year, this was not a problem for me because I did not have TV. This year it will prove more difficult because I have become addicted to watching the news and watching baseball games (especially Mariners baseball). Either way, I'm sure I could do without those things for a week, but I am not making any promises. I will make a pledge to reduce the amount of time I spend channel surfing and veg-ing though. I know that there is rarely anything on that's worth watching anyway. Resist the mental programming, smash your tv set on the punk rock.

Monday, April 09, 2007


"I have been told that my skin is exceptionally smooth, but what good is that when to get to my heart you have to crawl through long tunnels of sharp rock?" -The Microphones

Sunday, April 08, 2007

"i'll apologize for the mess of my life for the rest of my life forever"

Happy Easter, my fellow geeks.

Last week was good because:
-I went to a punk rawk show with Misti. (Manville, no less.)
-I went skateboarding with Maaike. (Skate or die, dudes.)
-I went fishing with John. (I caught five, released three.)
Having friends is pretty cool, I guess.

Is there a male equivalent for the word, spinster? (I mean besides bachelor.) Either way, MALE SPINSTERS UNITE!

Three straight days of Mariners games being canceled due to snow in Cleveland = not cool.

"They said, 'Do you remember when you saw her last?'
I said, 'Her skin is cinnamon, her skin is cinnamon.'"
-The Long Winters

Sunday, April 01, 2007

"i was never yours, and you were never mine, thank God it's spring time"

Yes, It's spring time. The weather is erratic right now, but soon it will be nice and warm for days on end. Today is opening day for the 2007 baseball season. Tomorrow is the Seattle Mariners' opening day. I'm starting some seeds indoors for my garden. There are scheduled greenhouse plantings coming up for the farm. I have started working on issue eight of the Juniper. I am skateboarding more and more. I guess this is an update of sorts, but what I'd really like to say right now is: Hey all you geriatric punk rockers! Get up and shake your fist! Smash your head on some punk rocks!

Monday, March 26, 2007

"that seven year itch became a lifelong twitch"

the skeleton of a silo
Originally uploaded by juniperbug.
"...and now I'm agoraphobic to the bone."

I wanted you to see this picture so that you would know what I meant when I said that the skyscrapers of Moscow, Idaho are coming down.

Also, I rediscovered the Challenger song, "Input the Output", today and it reminded me that, "Love? It's just an added expense..." It's also a great song to yell and break stuff to, so the image of a destroyed silo is fitting.

Now, if only I could focus on my Chemistry homework.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

"spring time is war time, all eyes to the crime box"

Yesterday was the first day of spring, so here is a poem for you by Dylan Thomas:

Here In This Spring
Here in this spring, stars float along the void;
Here in this ornamental winter
Down pelts the naked weather;
This summer buries a spring bird.

Symbols are selected from the years'
Slow rounding of four seasons' coasts,
In autumn teach three seasons' fires
And four birds' notes.

I should tell summer from the trees, the worms
Tell, if at all, the winter's storms
Or the funeral of the sun;
I should learn spring by the cuckooing,
And the slug should teach me destruction.

A worm tells summer better than the clock,
The slug's a living calendar of days;
What shall it tell me if a timeless insect
Says the world wears away?


Also, this week marks the fourth anniversary of the war in Iraq. I can think of several things that are much greater causes for celebration than that. Either way, here's to another four years of imperialism and cultural hegemony and bowing down to the corrupted interests of oil tycoons and psychotic lobbyists. Sorry world.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007

"i feel like i wouldn't like me if i met me"

Just a few random things for you to read if you'd like:
-neko case is a heartbreaker.
-Am I always supposed to remember that time so long ago when I felt invincible up on that haystack? I guess so.
-The skyscrapers of Moscow, Idaho are coming down. This must be the beginning of the end.
-I like listening to mixes that other people make. They stay unfamiliar longer.
-Riding my bike through a hailstorm makes me feel powerful.
-I sing everything off-key, but at least I'm brave enough to try. I'm not afraid to dance long as there aren't very many people watching.
-If someone taught a class on how to make friends, I would take it. If someone taught a class on how to be a better kisser, I wouldn't need it.
-Can people tell when I'm being sarcastic and when I'm not?

In other news: I think I'm going to start a new blog to document my farming and gardening this summer. Maybe that will help me write about it more often. I'll keep you posted.

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

"we can live another life, we can die another death, we can get born again"

i shouldn't be admitting this, but something's missing lately...
there is longing.
there is too much emptiness.

i want more of this stuff:

"hello, my name is on my shirt pocket
i'd rather not speak right now
i'm remembering something

most typically my dreams are dreadfully boring,
therefore i go to these places just to see the girls
with hair like hers
with clothes like she wore
with smells like hers
with handwriting like hers

you wrote me little letters
and you brought me lunch that time at my work
and that poem you left on my windshield wrapped in plastic
to protect it from the rain"


"when i held you close
i felt my mind explode
and at that point my whole life froze
we can't go back from here
the feeling's far from fear
it's over, take my hand, we'll disappear"
-dinosaur jr.

don't worry about me ... this too will pass.

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

"this elephant of years"

Elephant Mess #18
Originally uploaded by juniperbug.
I spent a little more than 3 months writing down my thoughts in journal form. I didn't write every day or even every week, and occasionally I didn't write much more than a sentence or two, but what I wrote was honest and reflected what I was feeling at the moment, although I may be over it by now. I collected all of these words together and called it Elephant Mess #18. I subtitled it: "the observations of a family geek" and later decided that it may have been more apropos if I had subtitled it something like: "the mental melodrama of an aging zinester" or "the hyperdrama of a superwonk." I suppose I could also call it "the clamor and pith of a misanthrope."
Either way, what's done is done, and it used to be just mine, but now it can be yours as well. All you have to do is send me a couple of stamps or a trade. If you send me $1, I will send you a pin as well...or I'll probably just end up throwing in pins with all of them until I run out. As always, send your best to:

Dan Murphy
PO Box 3154
Moscow ID 83843

messyelephant at hotmail dot com

Monday, February 19, 2007

"i clench my teeth, ignore my heart"

Several weeks ago I received a CD from a good friend of mine from Canada and was asked to review it. Since I don't typically do reviews in any of my zines, I decided that I would post a review here on my blog, which is something that I occasionally do. Francois is a longtime pen pal of mine and this is his latest music release:

G&F - Two Solitudes Standing
G is for Gary Flanagan, a solo artist and editor of Night Waves zine. F is for Francois Marceau of Leper Collective, Flesh for Frank and various other music projects as well as the former editor of Mastock zine. The disc is six tracks of electronic noise and distorted sound clips. Lots of interesting sounds permeate this disc, and they range from soothing to eerie to freakish or moving. The liner notes describe the music best, "various mangled, deeply processed insect sounds, noises, ambient, minimal samples." Also, "found sound, audio samples, voice, loops, noise, effects, guitar, [and] processed sound." It's very unique stuff, and is surely the product of countless hours of work. It's definitely worth a listen. If you'd like to order a copy, you can send $7 to:
Francois Marceau
7375 Louis-Hebert
Montreal, Quebec
H2E 2X5

Smash your head on the electronic rock.

Friday, February 09, 2007

"i'm of age but have no children"

Hey, if'n you liked that last site about green roofs, you should definitely check out this one.

Monday, February 05, 2007

"oh, i feel as scattered as grandmother's pearls"

I have been working on a new issue of Elephant Mess. It's almost finished ... or, it's closer to being finished than not. Hopefully you will have a copy of it in your hands before the month is over...or at least shortly thereafter, because surely it will take me several weeks to send them all out. I am telling you this because I thought it would be nice of me to keep you updated, and because I figured it was about time I posted something meaningful on here (although the meaningfulness of this post is debatable).
Since I'm not feeling overly wordy right at this moment, allow me to direct you to something that has me very excited lately: this.
Oh, and have you seen that recent documentary Jesus Camp? Crazy stuff.

Sunday, January 28, 2007

"a cardigan and a frown"

If you don't start listening to Casiotone for the Painfully Alone right now, I will be very upset. are required to dance around the room like a crazy person while listening.

Wednesday, January 10, 2007


Originally uploaded by wildcatfin.
The fact that I can blog other people's photos has not ceased to amaze me. (Especially since other people take much better photos than I do.)

The Juniper #7

The Juniper #7
Originally uploaded by juniperbug.
See! I am not a liar. I did make a new Juniper. Does this entice you to write and send me a stamp or trade? It better.

Friday, January 05, 2007

"we weren't made for this world ... though I wouldn't want to meet someone who was"

I'm pretty sure that a few weeks ago I said something about all the posting that I was soon going to be doing on this here blog, but then I didn't get around to doing it, and now I have forgotten what I was even going to post. The holidays came and went in a blur ... thank heavens for that. But that also means that school will be starting up soon and WTF I haven't hardly had a chance to get anything done. Oh, but I did finish a new zine: The Juniper #7. It's all about the gardening I did in 2006, plus it includes a rant against corporate organics and a companion planting guide. It's the bees knees. You should send me a stamp or a trade or something, and I will mail a copy right to you. In case you forgot (and you probably did because I haven't heard from you in a while), here is my address: Dan Murphy, PO Box 3154, Moscow ID 83843.

okay all you fops and squares, that's all I have to say right now ... but I pinky promise that I will post again soon. write to me why dontcha?