Junk was a series of fanzines thrown together from 1992 to 1994 by a bunch of over-educated, under-employed, disilusioned and bored slackers. We were the so-called Generation X looking for a clear path ahead where everything seemed pointless and boring. This was a time when music was finally decent after a decade of 80s garbage; a time when new art was plentiful and the term 'grunge' extended beyong music to a lifestyle choice. Junk was started by Nick Klauwers and Alfredo Bloy while they were both bored shitless in England. Soon others - some of them even talented - joined in the fun. Junk was a messy, insulting semi-regular newsletter of sorts aimed at keeping them and their friends around the world amused, if only for a few minutes. A private joke drawn on a napkin. Among the scribbles and bad poetry there is a flavour which tastes totally 90s. Widespread internet use was just a couple of years away. And to cut and paste still involved scissors and Pritt stick.

Friday, August 17, 2012


Jack Kerouac - Junk Equation
Jack Kerouac
Perhaps the most famous of the Beats, Jack Kerouac, inspired us as he did so manygenerations before us with his free livin' get out there and live life ethos.

His best known novel On The Road was not more significant by its message than by its actual quality as a piece of writing (IMHO). But it does have our favourite quote in it:

“the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.”
― Jack Kerouac, On the Road

Jack's haikus are fun to read while listening to Jazz (for a few minutes that is).
His stream of consciousness style of writing was something which we liked. Just get the toughts on paper in whatever order they arrive, and let's see what happens.

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