This is the kind of perzine that ought to be savoured over several sittings, then re-read a few more times. Named for one of the best songs that came out during the year I was born, and containing 60-something half-size pages of beautifully written non-fiction about long-distance bike trips and a month-long stay at New York City’s Bowery Manor squat, Bring On The Dancing Horses is a zine about travel, love and anarchy. Sounds clichéd, I know, but the author, Shaun, possesses excellent storytelling skills and manages to describe his life and politics in a way that is intelligent, thoughtful and endearing. In writing about relationships, he says, “I’ve heard friends say they’ve never felt love like that first love. I don’t know how to respond. I only know that mine become more intense with each successive burst,” a feeling that I can completely relate to. I’ll be honest, I let myself get lost in this zine throughout this past week, and it’s one of numerous recent events that has really made me re-think the kind of life that I’m living. Highly recommended.
Perzine, Shaun, P.O. Box 1282, Fullerton, CA, 92836, USA, firstname.lastname@example.org, $2