"Time is tugging at me like an elephant, and the dogs are tugging at my heart"
- Werner Herzog
Conquest of the Useless
If I had a nickel for everyone who just said "holy shit, I thought Sleeping Horse Pills was gone forever!" I'd still be a few cents short of an 85¢ taco at the Tamale House.
It's true, the paper version of this legendary zine was born and was buried on east side Austin porches. The years have flown by and much has changed. However, the upcoming release of TRON: Legacy got me thinking. If Kevin Flynn can still be battling the Master Control Panel after after all these years, then Sleeping Horse Pills could be resurrected in the realm of cyberspace as well.
So, I traded in my x-acto blade and rubber cement for control click and cut copy paste. The best part is that not only has the zine suddenly risen from the ashes like some post apocalyptic zombie ready to tear some shit up, but the ol' i-mac G5 has found new life as something other than a vehicle for internet porn or the magic box that allows me to do some spying on Facebook. So, once again dear reader, I bring you all the serious bullshit, straight faced hilarity and educational retardedness free for your consumption!
Verne H. Coleman: The Babiest of baby faces |
I still see Verne every now and again and I assure you he is doing well. The next time I see him I will see if I can grill him up a double cheeseburger with pickled jalapenos (a dietary staple of the original Sleeping Horse Pills), buy him a Lonestar and conduct an interview so that fans of SHP will know if Verne still holds the secret as to why the smallest woman in the world was laughing.
Well, that's about it for now. Be sure to follow SHP, comment freely and tell all your friends. For creative contributions, info on where to send materials for review, hate mail and other shit, hit me up at shpestamuerto@gmail.com.
I hope you enjoyed the short video at the top of the post and the layout. I have had to teach myself everything about the nature of such things and it has proven to be just as taxing as scamming Kinko's/FedEx for copies until 1am, half drunk, riding the rails until the stapling is done.
Yours.
Rocky Dennis.
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