STOMPROX
ENVELOPE OF THE MONTH Colin A Sigsworth, Winnipeg, Canada
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"Original songs that boast power,
maximum riffage and rhythmic
finesse that rivals Tool and Tad."
Guitar Magazine, Sept. '94
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burly shit on blades than a skate-
board. First of all, you can bail on
a board and kick it away, but once
you commit on skates, you're either
going to pull something rad, or get
fucked up trying. I understand how
skateboarders see the pussy-ass in-
liners in their lycra and five-wheeled
skates and think that's what in-lin-
ing is about, but it's not. It's about
pulling off full Cab to switchstance
alley-oop soul grinds down a 40-
foot kinked rail. I have no respect
for those pussy technical skaters
who sit around all day flipping their
boards on flatground. Even though
we have a different way of getting
off, you should still try and show
some respect for us.
What you do is jacking-off. T-ed
BLOOD LUST
THC
Would someone please print
something about how to go about
becoming a vampire? Immortality
sounds like it kicks ass.
Grommet
Go alone to a scary graveyard, at
midnight take off all your clothes
and scream at the top of your
lungs, "Take me, creatures of the
night!" That's what I did. T-ed
ROUND FOUR
This is a response to "Decom-
posing Composer" from Palmdale,
CA, in the November '94 issue:
Kurt Nobrain was a pussy. He was
LacazTie
PHILGROP
EO B No SGN FRANCISCO
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also a druggy, not to mention that
his band really sucked! We compli
ment Dick Gozinya on his joke, it
was hilarious. Killing yourself is a
permanent solution to a temporary
problem. Kurt had no balls at all
and that's why he killed himself.
You're just a cheesy trendy without
a life, much like your mentor Kurt,
and in our opinion you should get a
serious beatdown. We happen to
live in Palmdale too, and if we knew
who you were, we'd kick the shit.
out of you ourselves. In the mean-
time, we have a brand new joke
just for you: What was the last thing
that went through Kurt Cobain's
head? His teeth!
Drunk Punks Joe And Ty
Palmdale CA
Ignorance is bliss. T-ed
CHECK MATE
To my lovely luscious Lucinda
Amour: I am Mike, no faux doubt it.
Our meeting at the demo, it haunts
me during those midnight runs, in,
between extremes of shadow and
dream. Recently I am, how do you
say, incommunicado, while flailing
fingers finish my long-awaited epic
novel. I can be reached at the pay
phone between 4-5 pm across the
street from the Wig-O-Rama with-
in the Walled City. We will be in
each other's arms soon, croissant.
M Rae Monarch
Tucson, AZ
Too late, I'm already Mike. T-ed
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