SUNDRIFT, $?, 5 ½” x 6”, copied, 20 pgs.
There’s almost no identifying information with/on this zine, so I’m only half-sure that it’s even called Sundrift… anyway, what I can identify is that this zine is entirely not for me. It’s not objectively bad, but what it contains is literal diary entries from someone about their meditation and acupuncture sessions and stuff. It’s deeply spiritual and reminds me of the loose, hyperbolic (to me) zen buddhist writings of the beat generation that always drove me up a wall. At one point he does inject a syringe full of his blood onto some rocks and a mountain stream. That was kind of cool. –Dave Brainwreck ([email protected])