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Ch-ch-check it OUT! Someone has already started a page for dirty, ol' us on ZineWiki! How nice. Now I'm gonna go fiddle around with it until I like it better.

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Fight the good fight!

So, as wrangler of Lickety Split and a worker at a local youth organization, I have decided to take action regarding HIV/AIDS prevention by participating in the annual Ça Marche walk organized by the Farha Foundation! The Farha Foundation has distributed more than $7.1M to AIDS organizations throughout Quebec providing care and services as well as AIDS prevention and education programs. I will be walking on September 16th and have chosen to support Head & Hands' Sense Project with the funds I raise.

Here's why:
In 2005, the Quebec educational reform essentially eliminated sexual education from the required curriculum at a time when the rates of sexually transmitted infections (STIs) are alarmingly high among Canadian youth. Last year, Head & Hands launched The Sense Project in order to support high schools with comprehensive sexual education in light of this reform. That's why I've chosen Head & Hands to benefit from my walk!

Sponsor me here, please, and I'll add you to the HF list!

Lickety Split in Syracuse: The Daughters of Joy campaign for world domination continues...

Yeah, Daughters of Joy rocked New York state on Sunday!

The lovely Astria Suparak (shown above, in blue), curator of Syracuse's Warehouse Gallery, had invited Amber to screen DoJ in conjunction with the gallery's latest exhibition, COME ON: Desire Under the Female Gaze.

So Amber, Mike and I loaded into a ginormous white minivan rental and booted it to the US, buoyed along the way by the salty lyrics of the Boss. Our ride caught the attention of a border guard, who delayed us for a few sweaty minutes with a clumsy cat-and-mouse interrogation. Luckily, Mike was able to prove he's a film professor by providing the etymology of "cinema".

When we reached Syracuse, we left our stuff at Astria's loft (which she shares with her partner Brett Kashmere, an experimental filmmaker), grabbed some vegan chili dogs and checked out the exhibition. It was a phallic blast. There were some amazingly hot large-scale drawings of post-pubescent dude-on-dude action, which I totally covet for my bedroom. Stay tuned for Amber's report!

Then it was time to set up the screening, hosted at a perfectly-sized art venue called Spark. Director Frank McCauley was extremely hospitable -- thanks again, Frank!

As someone who doesn't consider herself a "serious" video-maker, it felt really odd to see 50-plus strangers streaming into a room where my stuff (among many other things) would be shown. At the Montreal event, a large portion of the audience had been friends of the artists. In Syracuse, the pieces had to stand on their own feet -- intimidating!

Mike and Brett

Not to mention the diversity of this new crowd -- from first-year frat-types, to mom-ish looking people, to an older man I took for a priest until his jacket came off. I think I let the hype about US conservatism get the best of me, since the crowd was very pleasant and attentive thoughout.
Anyhoo, Amber did a fantastic job revamping the line-up. The program as a whole truly seemed to gel this time around, and there were some new and engaging found-footage works. I'm a sucker for comedy, so a new submission by Joanne Balcaen showing screaming female rock fans from the 50s and 60s was one of my favorites.

I was secretly hoping for a repeat of the angry storm-out that took place at the Montreal soirée (complete with a showy return of the individual's ticket), but the most dramatic reaction this time around was a man who got very excited (agitated?) when Janet Jackson's video for If started to play during one of my pieces. It's a rousing song, I'll grant him that.

After the screening, Amber and I did a Q&A with the audience. Amber held the floor with grace and wit, while I shuffled around beside her like a big gangles, periodically trying to escape from the harsh blue spotlight. The audience spoon-fed me a few questions (again, where were the angry Republicans brandishing the Patriot Act?), and then we scampered off to drink fresh strawberry martinis. Jealous? You should be, they were delicious.

Upon return to the loft, we all spent the next few hours foot-pumping an air mattress for me to sleep on and eating luxurious snacks. Astria and Brett really snacked us good.

After a night of endless spider-filled dreams (there was a nest in my underwear drawer -- ewww! and also what???), we hit the road early, stopping off for waffles at the notorious Funk'n'Waffles, where Amber confirmed my belief that she is indeed a giraffe.

All in all, a very enjoyable trip. Thanks to all of our gracious hosts, and Mike for his patience and stamina! (Oops, that came out wrong. I meant driving stamina.)

Tune in to our future adventures, when Amber and Neetzie take DoJ to snobby Toronto...

Titillating Tomes Review #1 -- "Man Rape"

Lately I've been picking up some vintage smut paperbacks, many of which revolve around the narrator's loss of control and power. And at first glance, you can see why I assumed Man Rape would be a pretty sexy read, what with the purposefully provocative title and the frankly baffling octopussy art. Boy, was I wrong!

This "Scandanavian bestseller," written by Märta Tikkanen in 1975, is in fact a furious feminist polemic on marriage, heterosexuality, and power. Yup. Not what I was expecting at all (although I would like to read that book some day!). Along with being a bloody bleak read, it's also a truly bizarre way to start series on panty-creaming publications. Talk about your cold showers. For days after reading it I walked around giving men the stink-eye, and I'm a Women's Studies major - I know from depressing!

Since I don't think this book is in high circulation these days, I'll just give away the entire plot: Eva Randers, a divorced librarian with two sons, is raped (I guess you could call it a date rape) by a male acquaintance. She eventually decides to revenge-rape him and then inform the police, thereby sending a message to the public (men are as vulnerable to rape as women) and to male rapists (watch out!). Eva succeeds in raping the man, but fails to convince the police of her crime despite ample proof; they dismiss her confession and chalk the incident up to kinky sex. To top it off, when Eva gets home her younger son informs her that he's raped his girlfriend and is going to be charged.

So, yeah... Not the most subtle book in a lot of ways, although some of the narrator's observations are pretty shrewd and a lot of this stuff still rings true today, unfortunately. One of Tikkanen's main theses -- that men are vulnerable to sexual violence by women -- is almost as radical a concept today as it was over 30 years ago. Yeesh.

The biggest selling point of this book has to be the scene of Eva's revenge, which was an entirely new experience for me as a reader (I can't even count the number of times I've read the reverse). Tikkanen does a very convincing job of taking us through Eva's psychological trajectory, and by the time I reached the actual event I was pretty agitated and I had to put the book down a few times. A LOT of vitriol is crammed into this passage, which weaves back and forth between the present and Eva's memories of her own sexual assault:

"... has anyone ever had their prick bitten off, and she's siezed with a wild desire to see what would happen... it would be a fine way to repay him for what she had to swallow the last time, she can still remember the taste and how she wanted to spew it out again, choking, smelling of those bushes with their stinking yellow flowers, sperm... he screams."

What more can I say? If you're looking for a fun, sexy romp -- not for you! If you're looking for a brutally honest and graphic description of something you may never have encountered in fiction before... give it a whirl.

Rating:
out of

Tune in next week for another review -- it'll be juicier, I promise!

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New zine on anxiety looking for submissions!

From the Ste-Emilie Skill Share
Were putting together a zine about anxiety, accompanying depression, and dealing. We want to make a zine on anxiety that is:

Personal: We can share stories about our experiences with anxiety with the goal of softening blows and fostering support in our community.

Political: Bringing in analyses including but not limited to race, class, gender, ability that are often hard to find in resources on anxiety and depression.

Practical: Methods of how we ground ourselves and/or deal, talking about signs of anxiety attacks and how to be allies to friends with anxiety. Were looking for submissions on/about:

- Comics/stories about anxiety/depression especially personal experiences of youth, poc, migrants, indigenous peoples, queers, trans.
- Art/drawings
- Signs, symptoms and general information about anxiety and depression
-Substance use ( perscription and non) and anxiety
- Methods of dealing, including harm reduction
- The politics of mental health, the standardization of normalcy and sanity, and so on.

As well as:
-General collaboration
-Help with layout and editing
-Recommended articles, books, websites, zines on anxiety and depression
-Personal Reviews of Mental Heath services in Montreal (i.e. counselors and therapists)

Submissions can be sent to this address:
anxiety_zine (at) hotmail.com or to 4824 cazelais, montreal, quebec , h4c 1e7.
by september 15th 2007

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Nominate folks for The Highly F*ckables list for issue #5!

It's that time of year again, peeps, time to make a big list of names of those you desire/respect/admire to be included in the next issue Lickety Split.

So, these get PUBLISHED. So you gotta really want it, you know? Like you really gotta mean this naming of names, this big-upping of loves/friends/lovers.
It's totally secret except for if you choose to post some suggestions up here. So. Let's start! Post them here (in the comments section) or send them to "a AT licketysplitzine DOT com".

I'll go first (but never cum last):
- Kate L. for kissing in
- Nutsak
- Montreal Geeks!

lickety split oddcast no. 1

lickety split in your ears

i don't know what to say about this. some of this i do on purpose, and some of it just happens. all of it's really fun. but maybe in a spinning hollow metal apple kinda way.

you can listen to it late at night, while gluing dishes to the ceiling.

and if you don't like it, you should forward it to someone you don't like.

NOTE: side B is the better side.

download side B
download side A

too far! click above to pave your mind in truth

Lickety Split Oddcast No. 1
Featuring

Acid Mothers Temple
Aphex Twin
William Basinski
Brightblack Morning Light
Clifton Chenier
Church Universal & Triumphant, Inc.
Colleen
The Conet Project
Dan Deacon
Donovan
Earth
Exuma
“Levon & The Hawks” (i.e. The Band)
Liars
Gordon Lightfoot
Merzbow
McLusky
Ike Reiko
Archie Shepp
This Heat

next time: dancemix!

We're on tour baby!

Experimental video and audio about sex
& American launch of Lickety Split smut zine

Sunday, Aug. 26th 2007, 8-9:30pm
@ Spark Art Space, 1005 E. Fayette St. www.sparkartspace.com
$5 suggested donation

Curated by Amber Goodwyn, with work by Kathleen K-R, Lamathilde, Nicole Koschmann, Scott Stark, Anita Schoepp, Peter Miller, Elin Gustafson, Jackie Gallant and Dayna MacLeod, and more.

Presented by Lickety Split, organized with the support of Syracuse Experimental (Film & Media Workshop) and The Warehouse Gallery, in combination with the exhibition, COME ON: Desire Under The Female Gaze.

Mature audiences only.