Glendale Boulevard-Issue 5.
Wow, five issues in, from the former writer for my old rag, Amish Drive By. As the years pass, the friendship that we once shared has become a chilly acquaintanceship, not enough to deter my review. Like many of the better zines out in the world today, Glendale Boulevard heavily uses pictures to break up the tedium of an all-text magazine. The half-size format condenses the magazine to a point that while it is small, it still is an awesome read. The poetry in the magazine is near top-rate, without the juvenile scene bashing found in many of the High School Age zines that for the most part degrade the whole zine scene. However, as few odd layout styles straddle the line between great and mediocre, such as the scan job of a page obviously from someoneâ€™s notebook. The article, a certain â€œDo You Ever Wonderâ€ , by Zach Wendell, brings up some interesting points. An catchy diary-style piece written by the editor, entitled â€œI am Punk Rockâ€ is the typical excellent level of Ninaâ€™s writing. â€œThe Wonders of Stereotypingâ€ is a great cartoon, but one wonders if it shouldnâ€™t be longer. The 5 page opus that is â€œSelfâ€, a story by Kimberly Jacobsen, is definitely a piece one should read if they are ever lucky enough to pick up this humdinger. Send $1? To Nina Goldsmith, 67 Cinnamon Cir, Fairport, NY 14450-8952.