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REVOLUTIONARIES: I
I can't think of a clever title for this review
There’s no zealot quite like the newly converted. And I am a relatively new convert to the absorbing world of knitting. Now I have about three separate knitting projects lying around in various corners of the apartment. I sneak in a few rows while my son is lost among his trains and trucks. I neglect to pick up snippets of yarn coiled here and there on the sofa, the floor. I count my birthday gift of vintage knitting patterns as one of my favorites.
So, you know I got all kinds of excited to pick up a copy of the newest Slave to the Needles (issue #3). There’s an extensive series of interviews with crafty indie musicians, the requisite Vegan recipe, a couple of skill explanations, comics and enough patterns to keep you busy until the next issue arrives. I will confess that it was a specific barn bonnet pattern that sold me on this issue. Will this bonnet elicit compliments of cuteness or will I be mistaken for a Mennonite? My only gripe with this issue is that I would have loved to have had a little key to some of the more esoteric abbreviations used in the patterns.
just hear me out on this one- Art Everclear and Ben Weasel are like total soul mates. I'm sorry, I mean soul brothers
I am too cool to listen to Everclear. Everclear, those crap mongers who would live beside the ocean leave you far behind in like 1995. During they're heyday I was listening mainly to Screeching Weasel, whose heyday was occuring at about the same time. Three weeks ago I was inexplicable drawn like a moth to a fucking lightbulb to the Everclear official website. And ladies, it's bad, too. I would not recommend a visit. Lots of soul patchery and fake fade jeans and band logo thongs--what Matt Dillon's character called "beer and lifestyle music" in the movie Singles just a few years before the mutual Everclear, Screeching Weasel heyday. I suppose I did appreciate them then for ushering out grunge, which I found and still find unrelatable. The radio was not so unsafe anymore.
