This graphic zine is illustrated with talent and the trippiness of an artfully intense dream. Dream like too, are the words, a constant flow of thought and rhyme moving from one realm to another. Consistent are the dark tones turning their gaze to city living, pop culture, materialism, capitalism, electronic convenience, and human relations. I found Threndyle’s writing reminiscent of Dennis Lee…rhymes loaded with irony, humour, and a sinister veil. “But your eyes are troubled. What walks through your rubble and murders your sheep while you sleep? And you say to me, ‘My materiality, I feel like a shell on a beach My thoughts aren’t free just sand pushed by the sea.'” A gloomy treat. (heze douglas)
comic, 27 pgs, $6, Nick Threndyle, R.R.#1, Goodwood, ON, L0C 1AO, [email protected]