First tried to buy this in 1998; found a hardbound copy in Bobst Library (before it became a suicide magnet) after reading Christopher Hill’s The World Turned Upside Down and knew by instinct I needed my own. Aporia Press did some very admirable publication under the series rubric of Tracts & Rants of the Interregnum. I managed to collect ‘em all, except for the one that I wanted most. I tracked down the editor (Andrew Hopton) and asked if he had any copies of Theauraujohn left. (He hadn’t.)
Fast forward 12 years. It’s my birthday. I’m in an Anarchist bookshop, purely by random, rifling through ephemera. And what’s there looking up at me, but four (4) copies of the very same booklet. For once, words fails. There is no quantifiable measure of the shock and astonishment.
After all the long, long months. And to find it by accident.
22 years after publication.
Fresh from prison, freed on bail and making movies again. From the newly released Kajer Manush comes “Dole Dole,” the best song of the reformed, anti-vulgarity period:
Drudge in Hollywood
On Steve Ditko
From Sunset Blvd
Welcome to Kurdistan