Ah, comics.
So I'm trying to finish a minizine dealing long, wide and especially through what may mean "hip hop" to me (and some friends, then we will see when closure, the deadline being pushed back to Sunday ...), which will be distributed s FREE by friends who are organizing the next drink Soul Food on the barge Cancale Dijon next Friday (the 18/02), to accompany an evening where it will matter mainly hip hop (Jove), I realize I have not yet relayed information to the most Besançon, most doubistes, Franche-Comte most of those who will land here:
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Exhibition presentation OuBaPo ,(revised and updated since its first release in PFC # 2 last year),Media Pierre Bayle, 25000 Besançon,from tomorrow until Tuesday, February 8 and June 4, 2011.
This is a joint proposal by the association ChiFouMi of the library Pierre Bayle, in partnership with the Regional School of Fine Arts Besançon with the publisher Association (the same one that is much written right now, yeah).
A short video presentation of this modest exhibition that presents the main points of departure oubapiens, with things to see, and other fiddling:
Moreover, on this tonight, I nursed my constipation losing five minutes of my life on the worst site branlage noodles that comics have caused.
A site managed with an iron fist by a bunch of fake ass-backward, probably still convinced that there were very nice things in the collection lived, and which are nodding of the head by reading the comments that are posted "home" about the work of someone like Dominique Goblet, which, in short, would make the conceptual shit full of fireworks.
With blinkers still bigger than their own bullshit, and thousands of liters of bile in response to all those critical of the diehards and the blindness of some of the comic actors but play TODAY 'hui in the upper division, that of those who drool as they breathe, shamelessly, to shake such a spectrum when it suits them, preferring to pour oil on the fire rather than move their asses to find a way to unite the lovers a cartoon "marginal", which until recently was in turmoil due to real fucking big crisis shitty and sticky, from the way they do oozes out unscathed.
With blinkers still bigger than their own bullshit, and thousands of liters of bile in response to all those critical of the diehards and the blindness of some of the comic actors but play TODAY 'hui in the upper division, that of those who drool as they breathe, shamelessly, to shake such a spectrum when it suits them, preferring to pour oil on the fire rather than move their asses to find a way to unite the lovers a cartoon "marginal", which until recently was in turmoil due to real fucking big crisis shitty and sticky, from the way they do oozes out unscathed.
However, not displease them, "other avenues are possible", and the story is being slowly but surely, to prove them wrong to shoot on sight ambulance even it will always be more convenient to pretend otherwise when the smoke has dissipated.
There is something touching about seeing a guy like Didier Parlamonique spend as much time to hoot, to spread his shit (and in this case, that of others), not to get over being offended once in his life (ok, once or twice, but hey, he had it coming, the bastard), it seems unassailable symbol to be sure.
What I think is that like a bad movie caricature (it never strays too far from the subject, finally), a very nice hero is nothing without a very nasty, and the day some structure will actually be on track for its own end, where the barker is ugly off-line, what will the wise man sheltering behind his brow divine reason, the accuracy, the accurate analysis and cunning, all at a time, even better?
Maybe he will fall from its perch, and new columnists specialists emptiness and emotional lack in will take place (has any silver lining) there are one or two contributors who are proving that we can not generalize and say qu'Actuabd, is crap bars, for example. But gods, they are rare (and more valuable), and a lot of courage to work with such a giant sausage with them.
Quick, that Association is back on its feet. People who made it what it is today, publisher historic warehouse, all these people quickly prove they are not intended, fate, the fate that some people are trying to write them prematurely.
Beyond the pro-and anti-foo stuff, the side that brings the most people is actually one that brings readers and authors, booksellers and curious, loved the books of yesterday, like those of today, and who want to love tomorrow's.
For that, you'll have to find them, and then edit them.
I reread and I realize that all this talk sounds centrist to the con, the blow I'll send a resume to Francis again Bayrou.
But it's not all that good, I have a zine on the fire myself.
Hop.
Beyond the pro-and anti-foo stuff, the side that brings the most people is actually one that brings readers and authors, booksellers and curious, loved the books of yesterday, like those of today, and who want to love tomorrow's.
For that, you'll have to find them, and then edit them.
I reread and I realize that all this talk sounds centrist to the con, the blow I'll send a resume to Francis again Bayrou.
But it's not all that good, I have a zine on the fire myself.
Hop.
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