All the hours we're awake or sleeping. They are illustrious. They are legendary. Dancing will get you everywhere. So will a megaphone. Matt Hart burns dear radiation in every line, every word, & The Hours is so motorcycle you might want to get naked. Beware: you may find yourself moonstomping in your sleep. Verse! Chorus! Crescendo! Read with headphones on & "Someday you should see gravity."
You can get the chap here:
Editor/publisher, Nate Slawson, made the books look gorgeous, and I'm so grateful. It's only $8. Please support his mighty and amazing press.
Also, just a reminder my collaborative book with Dobby Gibson, Late Makeup Years and Decline (1979-1983) is available from the great new Minneapolis Press, Hell Yes! You can get it here.
Thanks for checking these out.