An unorganized, partial list of some of the non-work-related books I read (but weren’t released) this year.
The first time I met drummer Bill Stevenson (the Descendents, Black Flag) in the mid-’90s, he swore that I would love Charles Bukowski. It has taken me over a decade, but I’ve finally read him, and I liked it. I read Post Office, Ham on Rye
(my favorite), Factotum
(which I liked, even though Matt Dillon was on the cover — never a good sign), and Hollywood
.
Dayton, Ohio’s Third Street: home to the local porn store, church supply outlet and The Dayton Dirt Collective. If horror make-up workshops, intimate musical performances and community service opportunities are not reason enough to visit the collective, then the neighboring establishments might be.