3- ¡Corranle Cabrones hay
       vienen los Mojones!

Insert Your Local Utility Conglomerate Here
By Ran Scot, Notoriously SFS
It all started rather innocently, really. I had decided after the second mugging in as many weeks on Hooper, the Slug Brooklyn Office was going to have to relocate. Plus with the addition of Chapel Hill transfer Gene Slacks, our place was becoming no less a panic box than a place to lay your head. After one more round with our now legendary confrontations with classic Brooklyn slumlord Simcha-choo(1), we decided to move to the Italian part of Williamsburg(2)

So after kissing our deposit good-bye, we packed up the ol’ slug and took the show on the road. Unfortunately, this also meant moving our computer network from one venue to another. Ye gods, I had to call Verizzzon, a task I would not wish upon any of my enemies. But call I did, and my trip to the heart of corporate darkness began.

Can You Read the Streets?
By Sophie Hunter
Lining the streets of Los Angeles and Mexico City, under the bridges of Chicago’s Hyde Park, on the walls that surround the Tijuana border, on the corners in New York’s Harlem, and all over the world lies a controversial art form that can be one man’s burden and another man’s saviour. It’s called graffiti, the art of the youth and of urban areas.

Graffiti art has swept the nation in a radical movement spreading hip-hop culture. In a time when people are becoming more aware of social corruption and feeling the consequences of our history, and where the young and the poor have practically no say in politics, graffiti has been used as a form of communication for those who are not heard, to express their political views and social burdens, or simply show off their artistic skills to the public.

It’s been my hobby and passion the past four years to research and document graffiti around the world. I’ve learned so much about groups of people, their neighborhoods, politics and culture just by looking at the streets and taking a minute to analyze the writing on the wall.

El Taller - Niño's Creativos no hacen Destrosos
a cargo de Maria Morley
Inauguraron su exposición “El Colosal México” el Sábado siete de Junio del 2003 en la sala  James Pinto del Instituto Allende.

Presentaron una variada muestra de pintura, cerámica funcional y escultórica, collage y…mucha alegría. A través de sus pinturas tuve la suerte de pasear por campos floridos, montañas, jardines, días soleados, el mar brillante y tranquilo y arco iris.  Me dio mucha alegría. Vi toda clase de objetos volando con un ángel en el cielo.  Una experiencia de sueño, no real.  Me divertí con la aventura.

Mundo Naco Paparazzi
By Otto Reimer
On the calles of San Miguel, the organized chaos that is Mexico offers up many a visual delight. One such occasion was when we were rolling down San Antonio and we spied what had to be the poster boys for Mundo Nacos. With their freshly dyed crew cut hair cutting through the wind, they spied the world from the back of an ATV. The world was their oyster, be it a badly unoriginal one. But it was their fantasy and they were living it to the hilt. No questions asked, they were nacos and they were proud.

El Diablo's Scales of Drunkness
By El Diablo
I used to think that Red Bull was the most destructive invention of the past 50 years. I was wrong. Red Bull has been usurped by the portable alcohol Breathalyzer. The Sharper Image now offers the same device that cops have been using for 10 years to conduct field sobriety tests for $99. It is the size and shape of a small cell phone with a clear round tube sticking up from the top, almost like an antenna. One blows into the tube, and a few seconds later a Blood Alcohol Content (BAC) reading is given. Though not as accurate as a blood test, they are accurate to within .01, which is good enough for my purposes.

Are Artist Who Make Modern Art Part of a Capitalist Conspiracy?
by Keith Keller
When the Nazis invaded France Rockefeller and friends decided this was their chance to capture the art market. Until then no serious art collector would buy a painting anywhere except Paris. When European modern art had its U.S. coming out party in 1913 at the Armory Show, Americans didn’t understand it. So they did what people do in this situation: they made fun of what they didn’t understand. Europe in turn made fun of Americans for not understanding. Lots of articles appeared in European journals depicting Americans as uncultured boobs. This made John D., who surely considered himself a cultured guy, very mad.

Un Baile Para La Bosque
Por Golem
Hace dos semanas tuve la gran oportunidad de asistir a un festival de música electrónica en Guadalajara. Pero no fue como muchos festivales y “raves” que he conocido en el pasado, éste fue diferente y tuvo una propuesta muy especial. Me senté a hablar con Alejandro Dávila, uno de los organizadores del primer festival ecológico, Primaverafest 2003. Alejandro es originalmente del D.F. Tiene 29 años de edad y ocho años tocando música como Dj bajo el nombre “Pelitos”. Hoy Pelitos toca música tipo house y electro en Guadalajara en el bar América y en diferentes clubes de la República. También tiene residencia en el Colmillo, Rioma y Dorsia en el D.F.