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ARTICLES BY LIZ ARMSTRONG


THE FOG OF ANALOG

Harmony Korine Makes Love to Garbage

When I saw Harmony Korine’s newest film, Trash Humpers, during the New York Film Festival, the theater smelled like farts and stinky feet, which makes sense because I was sitting on the floor and people around me had their shoes off. My neighbor on the filthy carpet actually tooted out loud. It was the perfect setting for Trash Humpers, a series of shittily videotaped, broken vignettes of...

GET OFF MY BACK!

A Brief Foray Into Amateur Lesbian Pornography

There are the ladies who’ll use their abdominal plumbing to make $7,000 helping a couple make a baby, and there are the girls who’ll use their vaginas to make $7,000 fucking a bunch of other girls for a porno. Both are long shots in terms of realistic scenarios and equally as weird and dirty, but the former situation involves injecting foreign hormones for months while the latter just means dealing with them for...

PILLS FROM BRAZIL

Pharma-Tourism Is a Real Trip, Man

If a Brazilian person ever hands you some pills, don’t ask any questions. Just swallow them on the spot. I assure you that they are far superior to their American counterparts. And full disclosure here, I am not one of those pill voyagers. I am more of a disgusting hippie who’d rather me...

SCIENCE FICTION'S HIDDEN HERO

Frederik Pohl Did It All, First

Screw Ray Bradbury and all his Midwestern sci-fi fame and glory. It's great that he gets all moony over rolling fields of grass, and sure he's a jolly read, but his characters never really tickle danger. Where's the fucking, the profanity, the evil? It's a bad gimmick, but what the hell, why not eve...

CARLY PTAK

Circuit-bender, photographer, spiritual mentalist, professional hypnotherapist, experimental vocalist, and all-around seeker Carly Ptak would probably never attribute these descriptions to herself. She used to live in Ann Arbor, where she met Twig Harper, now her husband, and in 1996 the two of them...

A SEMI-TRANSIENT EXPERT ON HOBOS

Filmmaker and photographer Bill Daniel documents the graffiti that hobos write on freight trains. Do you do anything anywhere near as old-timey as that? For 16 years, ol' Bill has sniffed the decaying trail of the character Bozo Texino, a simple line drawing of a pipe-smoking cowboy streaked on boxc...

JOSS WHEDON

Fuck it. It's time to come out of the closet. We were/are total nerds for Joss Whedon and Buffy the Vampire Slayer. And now, in light of that bullshit new vampire series by Alan "Smells Like a" Ball on HBO (fuck you, sir, and fuck Six Feet Under too), we thought we'd talk to Whedon, th...

WHSSHKKKK!

Rat Bastard Is the King of Noise

Some facts about a man named Rat Bastard: Born Frank Falestra and unceremoniously given his current moniker by a shitty punk band he recorded 20 years ago, he lives in Miami, three blocks away from the thong-riddled shores of South Beach. He's 50 years old and nearing a nice retirement from a job he...