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issues of Angel Exhaust magazine
Angel Exhaust 18 (stub of) AE18
Angel Exhaust 13 ae13
Angel Exhaust 14 AE14
Angel Exhaust 15 AE15
Angel Exhaust 16 AE16
idle chatter chitchat
supplement to 13 suppl13
Angel Exhaust 8 I seem to have lost this one
link to Old AE website http://www.angel-exhaust.offworld.org

various editors of Angel Exhaust: Adrian Clarke; Robert Sheppard; Andrew Duncan; Scott Thurston; Helen Macdonald; Michael Gardiner; Simon Smith; John Goodby; Maurice Scully

back issues-an imperishable heritage



Eleven was the Art-Politics issue, with the Catastrophe Theory diagram showing the sudden emergence of territorial behaviour on the cover. Other title, Dream Date with John Wieners. Tristano was a Trotskyite. poems by Jeremy Reed, John Seed, Simon Smith, Maggie Helwig, Vittoria Vaughan, Ralph Hawkins, Michael Ayres, Norman Jope, Joel Lewis, Steve Harris, Alev Adil, Robert Smith, David Bircumshaw, Randolph Healy, and Stephen Rodefer. These may have been the first poems Robert Smith ever published. prose: A Thousand Lies Are Looking for You; Bad Revolutionary Modernist Fops of the 1960s (part 2); Cities Alight With Optical Damage; Fifty Meals at Macdonalds; Splashed in Cinematic Jewels; Beneath the Desert, the Beach; From the Archive of Oblivion. Stanwyck Wasn't Stalling. 'This is no mudhole, this is the operating table and I'm the surgeon.' Only 105 pages, but full of useful information on why 'Tang acrobatics assimilated and blended the cream of art from minority nationalities and countries in western Asia and the Roman Empire.' Why be without it?

Ten, Screed Heid, was purple with a black abstract graphic by Ulli Freer on the cover. I can't think why it didn't sell, because it seems like a peak in our activities to me. Poetry section edited by Helen Macdonald. Absolutely magic poems from Charles Lambert, Maggie Helwig, Michael Ayres, and Michael Haslam; others, pretty exciting, from Kelvin Corcoran, Pierre Alferi, Maurice Scully, Scott Thurston, Victor Tapner, Nicholas Johnson, WN Herbert, Andrew Lawson, Vittoria Vaughan, Caroline Bergvall, Andrew Duncan, David Kinloch. 119 pages of text, which turned out to have a frequently erotic theme, and the references to this on the cover may have alienated an avant-garde audience who, as we know, regard love and sex as old-fashioned and unworth the attention of serious globalised people. Kelvin quotes a little-known politicised Welsh punk band (one album on Rough Trade). This was just before Andrew Lawson withdrew from literary life. Interviews with Edwin Morgan and with world-literature expert and Angel Exhaust guru Martin Seymour-Smith. The jacket says 'We crucify the guilty. We misunderstand the incomprehensible. We exalt the brilliant. We publish letters denouncing what we said last time.' ... 'Any kind of sensibility implies passivity, angst, isolation, as it waits to be fulfilled. Protracted longing eventually implies a mutation of the observer (...) Need expresses itself logically either as cries, bearing specialised information, or as frantic wandering in a loose search pattern.'

He is the work of his own dismayed genius.
An amphora found in the city after
excavation crumbles into dust, his mother's
arm. To the applause of crowds
he runs through the dance that will
fire their alien tribunes, who scrape and bow.
His charm is to be foolish as they are
foolish, with his wrists in a bowl of acid.
(Charles Lambert)



A few announcements about the magazine.

And so. I move on. The only remaining chore is to release back issues of AE on the Internet, at which through some freak of fortune I am five and a half years late.

I apologize for not finishing the settings of some of the poems in issue Seventeen. I was bored and depressed and it just seemed desirable to stop. The disappearance of some of the text (around page 127) fills me with dismay, and no technical explanation has ever been found. The last proofs were absolutely fine.