Springtime is a time of change, but not reflective change. It’s time for action. As the trees blossom and nature erupts all around us, it becomes time to wake from the nightmare of winter and come alive.
Profane Existence changed formats at the end of winter and as springs growth moves forward so shall we. The time for a limited number columnists, reviewers and contributors has come to an end.
We are no longer shackled by the constraints of page size. We can handle a number of authors and ideas in our new format and so I am inviting you to contribute to this project.
We, sadly have lost some columnists. Some folks feel like the new format doesn’t fit their ideal, and that’s fine. I would point out that the feedback we receive and traffic our site gets is far greater that anything we’ve seen in a dog’s age. We can work together , if you blog we can link to one another! SEE COOPERATION!! THAT’S ANARCHY…or is it communism? who cares?
We want to know what’s going on in your area, and so we are giving you a platform to share the story of your punk community. Is there injustice in your particular neck of the woods? Tell everyone about it. You know what’s going on so please tell everyone! If you are interested in writing for Profane Existence, please contact me. My email address is zine (AT) profaneexistence (DOT) org.
As long as stories are honest, well written (within the boundaries of punk rock authorship which is open to interpretation), and compelling, we’ll post it. All we ask is that if you are posting facts, please also send along sources.
YOU can join the ranks of the perverted.
The “PE Anniversary” show scheduled for June 22nd in the Bay Area has been cancelled. When the bands for that show get a new location set up we’ll let you know.
There are PE bands on tour, http://profaneexistence.org/category/events/on-tour/ is the place for checking out who’s on the road. If you’re promoting a band on tour we can, and would be glad to help by posting dates, so let us know.
So that’s the state of things. It’s an exciting time for Profane Existence West and also the Mothership, PE Minneapolis is having it’s own spurt of growth, having moved into a new warehouse space, the details of which are amazing. Hopefully you’ll get to see photos of the new space soon. With the addition of Ben Crew to the PE Crew in Minneapolis is seeing it’s greatest period of activity in a long time so you see this springtime is an exciting time for all of us.
Now as spring springs and bikes come out, remember to wear your helmet. I was cutoff by a shit of a motorist recently while riding my bicycle. The car pulled in front of me, literally inches in front of my front tire and I panicked and bailed. I felt my elbow hit the pavement and go into my ribs as my properly helmeted skull hit the street at the same time. Though my ribs are still healing if my head was uncovered, I’d be…well not as pretty and probably drooling in a hospital room somewhere and learning to wipe my own ass again. Please for the sake of my love for you as a human being and adoration of your keen sense of style wear your fucking helmet. No, the driver did not stop and check on my well being, the driver sped off immediately. Other drivers on the Berkeley roadway were kind enough to stop. And proof that Im a relentless badass, I went to work. I left shortly after I got there because ehte adrenaline wore off and the pain kicked in and I was immobile. Completely useless at stocking coffee and tea at the grocery where I work.
Also in news of the strange…I was kicked out of a laundrymat for life recently. The reason? My shit stinks. I asked to use the bathroom at the washery and after I came out a few pounds lighter with hands as clean as an angel’s gown, the proprietor decided to make a stink over the stink from the bogs. Yes, my shit stinks. I’m the first to admit it, my gas ain’t benign either. But the shopkeep decided to try and shame me in front of the other washers, who were quietly folding their underthings in a room full of strangers and so I told her off. I was 86’d and so my ass has done me a disservice. Oh well, no worries I can still wipe it.
Stay young! Stay Punk, Drink COFFEE!!
Thanks to Gabe Boybot. I love you kid, you are my first thought every morning and in my dreams every night. Ami Lawless for being my homegirl. Bitty, you know why. Jake, Matthew, Damien for the Vegan Recipes and the CCCP!! YAY VEGAN COOKERY!! Ken for the text messages. Congratulations on your continued sobriety. Comrade Black for the amount of writing. Your rants are the stuff of legend.
Dan and Brian for coming out and letting my play Lego with my boy in a mad space. Also thanks for your patience. You guys rule!! Adrienne. Thanks for everything. I love you with all my heart.
Cheers and keep on truckin’