Summer Books 2011 / Open a zine–a cheap self-published booklet distributed on a small scale–and you’re in a printed world where no one cares about typos, no cares about designated ad space and no one caresabout the kerning on InDesign (it’s more like InSignificant). So what do zines care about?
Anything and everything! A rushed sentiment echoed in the faded toner and crooked cutlines of a passion project that screams, “made at Kinkos, two in the morning, third Red Bull, baby!” Especially in today’s world of Wikipedia, there’s something about getting the ink of all that urgency on your fingertips that’s infectiously charming. If the internet is excitedly pulling you by the arm telling you to keep up, a zine is just holding your hand. Swoon.
Here’s an inventory of some newer zines we’ve come across in Honolulu–running the spectrum of cute to crude.
Made on MS Paint and Wordpad, neeps.zine is full of random and silly entries that read like watching a kitten play with a ball of yarn. The most ephemeral of the bunch, the writer expresses her in-the-moment love for Puzzle Bobble, The Drums, Kabluey and a mysterious Totoro-like fuzz bug that’s been infesting her apartment as of late. Sigh, just another day in the life of neeps!
Have you ever wanted to grab a cup of coffee and a vegan scone with a zine before? You haven’t until now! At the start, Risen Apes tells us this is going to chronicle the writer’s journey reading a new book a week. It’s a single-topic, obsession-ish sort of zine, only done in a “Hey, it’s just reading” voice that’s completely refreshing. But when the zine shifts into non-fiction reviews and politics, the publication really shines. Don’t know if you heard about the recent killing of Osama bin Laden or not, but here’s a zine that might have a few thoughts about it all without sounding bumper-sticker political. If subsequent issues are anything like its debut, this is some recommended reading on recommended reading.
Oh, My Bad
Largely a combination of appropriated images with original text, this is probably the most confrontational of the group. We’d show you what’s inside, except, Oh, My Bad–we can’t! It’s kind of explicit like that. From naked azns, nunsploitation, botos, bondage, torture, hipster runoff jabs and Johnny Tsunami surfing over a Japanese village, there’s a wicked (i.e. select) sense of humor to this “too soon?” title.
CRC Artist Books
More a visual exhibit of the populace that makes up the Creative Research Co-operative, this art and design driven publication is an ongoing collaborative project that speaks to the minds and interests of its artists. Of all mentioned, this one probably takes itself most seriously, which isn’t to detract from its enjoyability. Rather this zine serves as a point of differentiation: “Zine as an art form” comes to mind. Check out that hand-sewn spine and get that this is like the coffee table book of Hawaii zines.