One zinester’s story about his friend Chad, a serious drug user who is really good at describing psychedelic experiences, and the narrator taking Chad’s mescaline with another buddy. As a beer-drinking lightweight, I enjoy hearing hallucinogenic fans describe their experiences; Mescal author Karl Noyes is good for this. Also there are collages;lovely, druggy, in-color collages. That includes a bottle of Colt 45 filled with water, a talking mushroom—“If you eat me you will die”—and lyrical descriptions of, well, a mescal landscape. This might be of particular interest to fans of Hunter Thompson or Denis Johnson and his junkie-thin book Jesus’ Son. And one more thought: speaking as a guy who has made some really, really unreadable zines, the layout here is kind of nuts. The text—small font cut in uneven strips—could not be any closer to the margins. It dares the reader to keep going, and I did. –Jim Joyce (Roosterhouse, 3052 Elliot Ave., Minneapolis, MN 55407 roosterhouse.org)