1999,
58/A4, xeroxed, Polish, interviews: NEUROPATHIA, ODIUM, ELIGOR zine,
PSYCHONEUROSIS, ETHELYN, NEW AGE OF BRUTALITY distro, IMMEMORIAL, NECROSCOPE
zine, WOJTEK CHAMRYK Judas Priest Fanclub, UNDER FORGE, INCARNATED, SUCCUBUS,
DESASTER, YATTERING, TRIVIAL THORN.
Quetzalcoatl
is dead, long live Alcoholic Butcher! Looking at the masthead, there’s a need
to heckle Daniel all the time: why did you bury the Deity? Why you were so
infidel? Well, the answer has been revealed very quickly on the start: new name
is easier to be remembered and effable by folks, and it isn’t… fucked-up
(?!!!). Yes, it isn’t fucked-up! I can only imagine the face of Quetzalcoatl
and his wrath. So the unfaithful ones, stand in articulo mortis!!! Forget about
any mercy!!!
All right,
I boiled myself a bit… A new born child is definitely in more Polish style. So, can I write one word?
Of course: changes! Changes , from the size itself and front-cover with some
old once metal band Metallica (do you remember, guys?) and naked nice bitches
to the handmade layout and cut’n’paste method. Everything seems to be quite
chaotic and strowed this time, with possible smallest font, yet it perfectly
fits to the zine name. And if the menu is smaller as compared to issue #1, quantity
went to a better quality. Simply, the interviews with the blast of drum-fires
struck another higher level. They are mostly very long with studied and
interesting questions, most of them turned out into a friendly chat just,
bringing a portion of (sick) humour. The only thing that irritated me was too
often used Daniel’s remarks, in most cases, short and useless showing nothing
but an unwanted discontinuity. Another change is the foreign raisin in the
Polish family, Desaster. Infernal did a good job, though. But what is the best
here? For short, two of them, Necroscope zine (intie made by Krzysiek /
Arachnophobia) and chat with Wojtek Chamryk. And believe me, amid metal you
will be bathed in urine, feces, emesis, and tons of alcohol. This vulgar,
blasphemous, churlish, full of women gynecology and one kvlt picture put on
page number nine, something for fishing worshippers. If the previous issue was
like a polite secondary-school pupil keeping physics book, here I give the
works with immodest seductive slut. Or something like this, young devout altar-boy
before his first mass and ribald, unbridled bishop parading with the pot-belly.
See the difference? I hope so.
If the
reviews are the salt of each zine, Daniel salted the dish properly, I mean, it
doesn’t refer to the number of it all, as he offered 82 pieces, unfortunately
with sounds solely. The style is what I want to write about. And once again, it
is simply better, more to the bone, more penetrating (yesss!!) and like a scythe
cutting the innocent skin. When stuff is weak, the opinion is harder, when
stuff is shitty, you can imagine the final mark. No mercy and nice words,
indeed. All right, what else on the plate? Seven live reports splashed by products
of distilleries and breweries, few flyers, bios and articles (“Only for Slaves”,
“Dick in Your Asses, Motherfuckers!!!” to name the most memorable ones or this
which shows up a swindler called Hellchrist), one opinion poll on gigs, again
translations, this time with five metal (!!!) songs of Metallica and again I
treat it as redundant shit. It’d be better to put another women’ anatomy, wouldn’t
it?
To cut the
story short, even nowadays I had a pleasant time to read all the stuff once more,
pity it hasn’t been hand-numbered. And one advice for non-Polish readers: learn
this language if you don’t wanna miss the title ha, ha. You know, it’s not only
for Slavs!
8,8/10
-Tlacaxipehualiztli
(written in April, 2016)
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