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  • By victors
    Jan 20, 2009
    "Be prepared for some angry truth & poetry which will not put you asleep" It took me a while to read this book, possibly because the title gave me unshakeable images of splinters in the worst place possible. However, when I did read it--and I agree with Christopher's review--this is one book of poetry it is impossible to breeze through. You can't flip through the poems. You won't go from a description of a sunny blue sky to a field of lovely yellow daisies--that ain't what Joe writes about, nor are the poems that light so you can read one, say to yourself "Oh yeah, okay" and then move to the next. This is a book where you REALLY should read just one poem and then stop reading for a day. Not just stop reading the book, but pretty much stop reading anything. Maybe you should even stop watching tv (if you can). Instead, just think about the poem and what it is all about. Then, when you're ready, read another one. Repeat until you have finished the book. Don't... More > worry about it taking a while. Life takes a while.< Less
  • By tboypoet
    Jan 18, 2009
    "Pachinko Rocks!" Stumpfucker Cavalcade details the freak show horror of everyday urban life when combined with mind numbing jobs, crushing poverty, and a belly full of booze. It is a cacophony of verbal bile from the lowest depths of the human mind, “dog shit and agony,” at the end of the planet. In “The Garden of Diarrhea,’ he pokes fun at Billy Collins: “Billy Collins/poet laureate of the U.S., has drunk enough herbal tea in his poems to have the shits for the rest of his life.” In ‘Fear Was Always an Unseen Crewman,’ he goes to the local wino mart to buy some Ramen noodles, a story that ends with a gun shot and blood on the counter. In ‘Listen Up DumbFuck’ he challenges anyone who says: “oh, everything’s been done.” But Pachinko is no cynic, and writes: “saying that everything’s been done is like saying that everybody has already been born, newness comes with every sunrise and every new person, and every dream, every hope and every orgasm…” These titles will rivet and... More > surprise you: ‘The Caffeinated Falafel Regatta of Wheelchairs,’ ‘Humor is an Orgasm of the Mind,’ ‘The Four Fuckholes of My Inflatable Sheep Love Doll Are Nothing Like A Dead Goats Anus’, ‘The Ballad of Harry the Half Head,’ and ‘Requiem for A Corpse Rape’ He is the red-faced man on the Midway with a cigar in his mouth, beckoning you in to the real live 21st century carnival of the damned that is dead-end work and a dead radiator in East Oakland, if you dare. And much like his predecessor Bukowski, he finds the diamonds in the shit, the glory in the muck: “cat vomit is one of the building blocks of existence,” and also throws in some humorous-hard-won-wisdom, as well as the profundity in simple things like a human touch: “a six foot three TGirl once crouched down next to me as I was/barfing between some parked cars/outside Baggy’s by the Lake, and she rubbed my back…she rubbed my back, and asked me if I was O.K. /it was one of the nicest things anyone had ever done to me,” (‘Puke for Peace’). I highly recommend a dose of some of Pachinko’s undiluted reality that may make you laugh, wince and maybe even enjoy poetry again.< Less
  • By ebulliencepress
    Aug 23, 2008
    "Joe Pachinko is a Fucking Poetry GOD!!!" I first became acquainted with the brutally brilliant mind of Joe Pachinko when I read The Urinals of Hell. I sent Joe a shamelessly adoring fan e-mail and was thrilled to receive his gracious reply. Then I read Stumpfucker Cavalcade. I am very offended by the Satanic overtones of this book. What's going on, is Joe in league with the pissed off ghost of Anton LaVey? If Joe were to read the poems contained in Stumpfucker Cavalcade at a death metal festival in Monterey, California, it is certain that riots would ensue. Joe's poetry is too hardcore for the most Satanic death metal "musicians" to tolerate. I'm being facetious. Here's the background: Joe Pachinko did in fact read his poems at a death metal rock festival in Monterey, California last year. The death metal rock "musicians" did in fact complain (not directly to Joe because they were pussies) that they were offended by Joe's hardcore poetry. I'm just... More > wondering when the truth became hardcore? The idea of the truth being hardcore is scarier to me than any death metal song. Joe Pachinko will go down in literary history as the most relevant, engaging, Satanic poet of the 21st Century. That's my prediction.< Less
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Product Details

Publisher
Superstition Street Press
Published
January 16, 2012
Language
English
Pages
143
Binding
Perfect-bound Paperback
Interior Ink
Black & white
Weight
0.59 lbs.
Dimensions (inches)
6 wide x 9 tall
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