Ghoul Town Tails Two

(Dai Coelacanth) Magazine $5.50

Further rambling word garble from the demented street poet of England’s North. Burroughs in a flatcap with a gluebag tight in hand. “Metal Suzi dirty as a birthday.” Sixty-four pages


Ghoul Town Tales

(Dai Coelacanth) Magazine $6.50 (Out-of-stock)

Sixty-odd pages of loose mumbo jumbo, paranoia, gardening tips, and occasionally fictitious bedtime reading. All words, no pictures. So many words it will make you sick. Like a Northern English Blaster Al Ackerman. Lard for the soul.


Pterodactyl Bunker

(Chocolate Monk - choc.451) CDR $8.00

For twenty years Dai Coelacanth has been masquerading as a Graveyard Alligator, or a Radio Alligator. Hanging around bus stops. Shouting the odds. Hear him now: “Cannibal King and her friend The Colonel shook loose in an imaginary dream. Whatever the situation, there could be no suspension of broadcast. Suzi handed out nose-plugs. Don’t touch my legs, you creep. I don’t have to tell you anything.” Don’t cheat yourself by not listening to Pterodactyl Bunker in its entirety. Cheaters never win. Numbered edition of 60