Magazine Introduction

Crawling Chaos Magazine Introduction

Side Productions & Projects

As Jeff said in his email to me the magazine/fanzine/newsletter or however it’s described was photocopied and sent as promo material along with demo type stuff (‘ freebie to certain selected correspondents’ is the actual wordage).  This is the materiel you’ll find on discogs and elsewhere.  Small run cassettes of various compilations of CC members and others from the large output we did over the years.  This is stuff that we didn’t really deem fit to grace the grooves in vinyl having the Crawling Chaos epithet which is why they’re not dwelt on in this website.  Blood Samples From The Pox Clinic is but an example .

However it’s interpreted, what happened was that we recorded stuff in various veins and only afterwards was it decided what to do with it….

First Page

The intro makes an interesting read.

An Introduction

Hi cultural lovers.  Gathered here today is a varied selection of works by some members of Foetus Products.

Plenty of super doopa photies, useful recipes, classic poetry, and some wonderful art work which when gazed on will make the mind.

We are lucky enough to have put together the talents of The Marquis Glissanda Ermies Tourdé whose poetry reading has turned many a W.I. meeting into anarchy.

Also we have included some lyrics by The Crawling Chaos which can be heard on the last L.P.  So now everyone can sing along to Wee Jimmee whatever the occasion may be.

The photos were all taken by the official foetus vet, Fabian Shyte.

The holiday snaps series was some very rare and early work by David Bowie, which since this publication he has denied that he was the actual person in the pictures.

Vex Dhole is just a cunt.

Flambard d’Quinceteth, the local drunk, is Tyne and Wear Council’s chief advisor for flower arranging, and isn’t terribly good with words.

I think that covers everyone involved, so all that’s left to do is wish you all a very happy Birthday.

Chomster Ubangi Drummond  a.a.m.

Editor/tea boy

p.s. a.a.m = arsehole amongst men

Aye. That’s about it then (SP)

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