BACON IN THE BEANS: $?, 8 ½” x 5 ½”, 20 pgs.

Mar 23, 2012

Nothing is better than cracking open a zine and having the author immediately disclaim their age, to which you reply by making assumptions about the following content, only to have the rest of the zine turn a shotgun on said assumptions and scatter them everywhere (in this case, I thought it was gonna be some geezer in a rocking chair tossing the salad days bullshit). This guy has been around forever, but not for bragging rights. He is a genuine freak for life. Structurally, it’s a typical fanzine—interviews, rants, reviews. The compelling part is the weird, infectious way in which it’s handled. Nothing too groundbreaking: photocopy art collages, almost stream-of-consciousness ramblings on obscure ‘80s hardcore cassettes, a practical joke. But if I’m gonna read a fanzine, I’d rather have it be a forty-something punk putting fake personal ads in Slug & Lettuce to fuck with people, then printing the hilarious results, over someone asking Mikey Erg who his favorite drummer is, you know? This is great. I hope I’m this cool in twenty years. –Dave Brainwreck (Bacon in the Beans, PO Box 4912, Thousand Oaks, CA91359)