To bring forth original staff to share their youthful rebellion!
Hudley Flipside Presents…
It is my goal to bring an originally real narrative of Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine. I think it is a great narrative creation story.
When Flipside Fanzine put out our first 10 Live videos, we never planned to have them viewed in a theater. The Videos sold were created as home bound entertainment for fans of a growing punk scene. We charged 20 bucks for them. We only excepted cash. Sent to our P. O. Box. I managed the mail orders and then put the cash in our bank account. It was then used for upcoming projects.
This is what I had in mind when doing these close to an hour, more or less, videos. I did my homework.
Vimeo is the best I found to show these narrative documentary films. It is not a live podcast. It is put together with foresight and narrative interview history and with what I have preserved. Creating a narrative using many different professional editing programs. Like Adobe Premier Pro, my iPhone, Zoom and other sources.
A lot of documentary experts recommend this as a good way to go for small business entrepreneurs like myself.
~ Sabrina Fair (subtitled “A Woman of the World”) is a romantic comedy written by Samuel A. Taylor
I recently purchased a wind chime. Well, it is spiral plastic flowers and hummingbirds that hang on the larger arbor of a hanging tubular burgundy flower bush highlighting our back French doors. They are also solar lights at night that are magical to look at. The cats like to look at it and so do I.
I went for a short cool down swim close to the morning, I looked up to see the plastic colorful hummingbirds and flowers spiraling around in the soft cool breeze. It was going to be a hot day. The Plastic Hummingbird sounded like the nice name of a book.
I started to ponder what the book would be about. The many places we have to be. In nature listening. On the computer writing. Looking into a realm of social media or in our mind’s imagination and then the world of our feelings. We have many places to be or focus our attention.
The world of technology is rather new, but we have long lived in the world of architecture, science, and places of another human’s imagination. Films, books, and music are blending all of these realms.
There is also the intuitive realm or magic, faith, and synchronicity.
The computer being a kind of oracle. Build by codes among codes among coding… computer programming. A vast new realm of communication on all levels of consciousness by conscious humans or the ‘lack-off.’
Later I went for another quick swim to cool off and once out of the pool sitting on my chair under the cool harbor next to my plastic hummingbird, I hear the sound of a real hummingbird. Under the vining vines of tubular flowers and bush, I see hummingbird right before my gaze. Weaving a little back and forth beating wings of 10-15 times per second. I look at the plastic hummingbird and then the living one and realize the contrary nature of life, plastic, and nature. Quickly grasping those things made and invented by humankind and those made purely by nature.
I flash back to a 1954 film entitled Sabrina. Humphrey Bogart as Linus Larrabee is just discovering something called “plastics” in the film. SO much money, collaborating, thinking and creativity yet no sense of how what they created will affect the environment.
Oh, dear me back to the love story.
“Linus Larrabee: Listen, I work in the real world with real responsibilities.
Sabrina: I know you work in the real world and you’re very good at it. But that’s work. Where do you live, Linus?”
“Health care must be recognized as a right, not a privilege. Every man, woman and child in our country should be able to access the health care they need regardless of their income. The only long-term solution to America’s health care crisis is a single-payer national health care program.”
~ Sen. Bernie Sanders
I am feeling very raw and vulnerable now. I have had some health issues. The disadvantages of growing older. I am between the Dentist and the Doctor.
I developed a lump under my right neck. I went to the Dentist, and he declared it had nothing to do with my teeth. Then I had a (CT) scan at Kaiser. The Urgent care team declared it as “the cause and effect” of an infection due to most probably my teeth.
A week or so later I went into ER and about died due to almost stroking out.
I notified my Primary care physician at Kaiser, and he never got back to me. I notified him again and no response from him.
I had a antibiotics test done as advice by the Dentist. I now know what I can take for this infection.
Yet after about 8 days now both my doctor and dentist have not responded. I left them both messages about the antibiotic tests. I also asked for their advice as well as for a prescription. Both did not respond. I also wondered is there a connection between the lump and the stroking out due to this infection?
My simple deduction is this. How difficult is it for a Dentist or Doctor to deduce that by calling each other than they could come up with a plan for me the patient? Does this ever happen? It should.
So now I have a new Dentist I will see tomorrow and have a new doctor. I will make sure that they both have phone numbers from each other. At my strong request.
We all must be proactive with our healthcare. I was failed over and over again. It’s heartbreaking for me to say this but one must anticipate incompetence.
It is unbelievable that I could be so ignored and misplaced due to two professionals who I thought I could trust. I deserve better treatment. They both failed me.
“But, suddenly, I viddied that thinking was for the gloopy ones and that the oomny ones use like inspiration and what Bog sends; for now it was lovely music that came to my aid. There was a window open with a stereo on, and I viddied right at once what to do…”
Alex: A Clockwork Orange, Book Anthony Burgess; Film Stanley Kubrick
You know how picky kitties are. So, I have been unlucky. Maybe a small box here and there. Cleaning up kitty barf is often a strong biological rebellion that lets me know something is wrong with the food. Bravely I am stepping out of my cave to places I have avoided … Smart & Final off Milton is one such place. And though I noticed they no longer play songs over their PA…. Today I had a strange experience! Yes, a strange note or two of weird synchronicities. Usually happening at times when one is drifting. Like me! It is throwing an anchor down time. Similar to editing, anchoring a graphic image on Adobe Premiere Pro. Animation, motion, and a focus in.
And then it came like the big bright bird of pure crystal roundabout meaning. Moments of a song burst loudly over Smart & Final’s PA. A moment that brings my ears, heart, and lips a humming.
“Let the stormy clouds chase.
Everyone from the place
Come on with the rain
I’ve a smile on my face!”
Yes, that song from the film A Clockwork Orange anchored me from drifting. Aligning me with my opus again.
Then silence, only the clatters of the supermarket’s mundane sounds of customers shopping.
Singing In the Rain was the one song that changed my life years ago … how is this possible to hear it for only a moment today as I randomly searched for Friskies Seafood Sensations Adult Cat Dry Food, With Vitamins?
Then at 19 and now at 64… “for now it was lovely music that came to my aid.”
Happy Independent Bookstore Day…. Is now everyday!
A wrench in the machine, however achieved, to get your words out for others to read!
Johannes Gensfleisch zur Laden zum Gutenberg (/ˈɡuːtənbɜːrɡ/; c. 1400 – 3 February 1468) was a German inventor, printer, publisher, and goldsmith who introduced printing to Europe with his mechanical movable-type printing press. His work started the Printing Revolution in Europe and is regarded as a milestone of the second millennium, ushering in the modern period of human history. It played a key role in the development of the Renaissance, Reformation, Age of Enlightenment, and Scientific Revolution, as well as laying the material basis for the modern knowledge-based economy and the spread of learning to the masses. Wikipedia
If today is support your independent bookstore day, then I say do support them in all the variables of delivery.
“Author events at independent bookstores sometimes take the role of literary salons  and independents historically supported new authors and independent presses.” Wikipedia
Grateful for my publishing patron saint the Praying Mantis.
As one who has an independent bookstore in my bedroom converted into an office. I found that the definition of what a independent bookstore is has delightfully changed.
Seems to me that most independent bookstores are sole proprietorships. I remember a book I read once about a woman in England who opened a bookstore. In the back she also published books. In the front of her building, she had a coffee-tearoom and to the side an adjoining art gallery.
It has always been in the back of my mind to have a similar setup.
I have been in the printing or publishing business since I first took a printing class in high school while enrolled in a graphic art course at a local occupational school. Oh Ya!
My first job was pasting numbers in books for an adult book publisher.
The holy X-ACTO knife, the printing press and the revolutionary Xerox printing machine helped create and promote a thousand hubs and underground scenes; flyers and fanzines do come to mind!
And though I have not found independent books stores as agreeable to new or independent authors, some of my favorite books in my bookcases are from independent bookstores.
As a sole proprietor of an independent publishing company, I celebrate today. I love books … even crazy little comic books.
I even appreciate the eternity of dust on my husband’s infinity of chess books in our home. All purchased from independent chess book publishers and bookstores.
As I have said I run an independent bookstore from my home. A bedroom converted into an office. There is a coffee machine in the kitchen, unique art on the walls, and candles burning bright. The same smell that once filled the independent bookstore known as the Bodhi Tree in West Hollywood.
My point being publishing houses and independent bookstores come in all shapes and sizes. Good grief, nowadays one must be creative! Hardcover books smell great and are still a revelation to hold close to ones’ heart.
I have a publishing house that engages with print on demand. I support publishing all around the world this way.
From William Blake’s funky imaginative little self engraved publications to the revolutionary pamphlets of Thomas Paine. To all means of fanzines, paperbacks, and dirty magazines. To a local building, a suite, or online indie / DIY publishers who grew through this ridiculous pandemic.
Cheers!To all independent bookstores, publishers and most importantly to the ones who write.
Much Ado …
The Seminary of Praying Mantis Publishing
All money from book sales flows into a pool-bank to be put forth towards “in-process;” Los Angeles Flipside Fanzine the Narrative Documentary Film.
Epeisodion One… between the songs are the staff punks. Those who created a music fanzine.
Below are two independent publishers. I am included with other writers. A compilation of stories to share. Happy Happy!
The highest court of our land is making it impossible for women to care for their own bodies. When women are deflowered or devalued it is time to look at the other sex… the male, especially all conservative moronic males, and their bitches…. Time to address their sperm and ask the big question,
“If a man gets a woman pregnant without the holy affirming blessing of the great Baubo herself, then off with his balls, or head … whichever. What do you think about that justice?”
I was to see a promoter. He worked in one of those Skyscrapers in the city. Bands were looking for an artist, writer to promote their music. I went into the room. I looked upon a round table of men playing poker. The fat man looked up at me with his cigar dangling out out his mouth, and with a handful of cards. He looked me up and down.
“She ain’t what I’m looking for. She can go work at the brothel.”
“Everything is about youth?” I yelled.
I left out the fire escape. I climbed down and came to the base parking lot with a white metal fence. I hung my feet over the cement holding on to the fence and investigated the parking lot. There I saw a dark naked lady on a gurney. Cut open with a babe on her belly.
I put my hand to my head,
“Why did I have to see this?”
Then I awoke from the dream.
One frigid day I read Socrates. He wrote about how men are completely responsible for the creation of life. Everything in the creative act was by the male. The female just a container. I found the news crazy and funny at the same time. So much has changed. There is now sperm, eggs, science, and whole lot of sex involved.
Yet I think we should take it back to the mindset of good old lover of young boys Socrates. He may have a point. I think the abortion issue should be more about men and their part in the creation process. Men are the reason women get abortions. Men are accountable. They deserve the wrath, shame and the large momentary fees because of the accusation created by a new breed of idiot vigilantism.
My story is a tributary that flows into a larger living water of music that is beyond me now. For all those that were there from the beginning I know you have a story to share too.
~ Hudley Flipside
2019 is when I completed the template on my memoir. Catching images and people that still run through my psyche.
Just the other night in a dream I ended up backstage. The door opened and before I knew it five big punks from a band, and I were taking pictures. Their friendly arms around me made me feel inclusion.
It is a time that still haunts me. As in every generation of my life. All are unique times. Vastly changing and different generations.
I wrote My Punkalullaby as my two boys were growing up. It is not a perfect story, but it does hold a mythos of punk rock. I just received copyright for my book. I am celebrating three years of mission complete as my book moves into the world. A rebellious history about a young woman who help document a punk rock scene.
It is comforting to know that several of the bands I loved are still out playing. There is not a scene like there once was but now the punk genre is solid and so the story moved forward.
Below is an excerpt of Christmas day 1978.
“One empty Christmas day, Crazy Keith and I took the bus from South Gate to Woodland Hills where my folks lived. We had to make a stop in Hollywood to transfer buses. The hollow feeling as we waited for the bus on Hollywood Boulevard still impresses me with the echo of merry-go-round music.
A miniature one was going around and round on top of a truck parked nearby. There was an offbeat sound of music, and trash filled a lonely boulevard before us. An old lady down the street walked slowly toward the bus stop where we sat. She was searching in trash cans.
When she reached us, the skinny crippled woman held out a half-eaten apple. Not as a gift but for money.
I lost Crazy Keith a year later somewhere to someone and quickly got over his obnoxious, talkative, and controlling personality and moved on.”
Chiron is a comet, planetoid, or asteroid which is the ruling planet of the zodiac sign Ophiuchus. It is found orbiting between Saturn and Uranus, but its orbit is quite erratic nature.
Asclepius Trained by Chiron
Rod of Asclepius, staff of Asclepius
The Serpent – entwined Rod (One)
Ophiuchus (November 30 – December 18th) 13hth constellation. Even today, the staff of Asclepius – the symbol of the world health organization pays tribute to the constellation Ophiuchus the Serpent Bearer.
Ophiuchus was associated with Asclepius, the son of the God Apollo. He became a great healer – in part because of an encounter with a snake one day, he saw one snake and resurrected another laying some herbs on it. Zeus names him the serpent bearer.
As she (Koronis (coronis)) was being consumed on her funeral pyre, he (Apollon) snatched her baby (Asklepios, Asclepius) from the fire and took him to the Kentaros. Kheiron (Centaur Chiron) who was raised by him, taught him medicine, and hunting.
Sweet note: Some mistake the Caduceus two snakes and wings above with the one snake on the Rod. It is different. The Caduceus is associated with Mercury and Hermes Trismegistus.
There’s great danger (danger) For the loneliest ranger in town No silver bullets (bullets) Tonto’s split the scene
Next week will solve your problems But now, fish fingers all in a line The milk bottles stand empty Stay glued to your TV set (TV)
There’s great danger (danger) At hand most caped crusader of all No cloak of justice (justice) Robin’s quit the scene
Next week will solve your problems But now, fish fingers all in a line The milk bottles stand empty Stay glued to your TV set (TV)
Stay glued to your TV set (TV) Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (TV) Stay glued to your TV set (TV) Oh, why, don’t ya, don’t ya, don’t ya? (TV) Stay glued to your TV set (TV) (TV) Stay glued to your TV set (TV) Oh, why, don’t ya, don’t ya, don’t ya? (TV) Stay glued to that and your TV set (TV)