I’m A Pretender

I’ve yet to number the copies (I’ve wanted to do this from the start, kinda makes it more exclusive, or something), so I don’t know for sure how many of the 110 initial prints (we did extra to compensate for any dud presses, of which there were a few), so I don’t know if I swizzed the printing place for a few extra copies, but let me say that today’s printing process was tinged with pain and suffering. The printing itself was mostly painless, besides a scary moment where I thought I’d messed up the dimensions and every page would be printed slightly stretched, but the real effort was getting to the print place.
I printed directions from Google Maps and lost my way by the first street change. Instead of going back and finding the correct route, I foolishly decided I knew where I was headed and wandered off down strange roads. After walking almost 2 miles in the vain hope that I’d arrive onto the sparely labelled map I printed, I had to admit defeat and wander all the way back to the city centre, from where I got a 5 minute taxi and found I was heading in the wrong direction.

More hassle came after I couldn’t locate the street, but eventually I found their old address, which had a sign directing me to the new one. I showed up and, predictably, nobody was expecting me since I didn’t have credit to call them this morning, nor could I find a payphone (or one that accepted coins instead of cards).

Anyway, the printing itself was quite straightforward once I got into it; the worst part was using the booklet making machine since it regularly fucked up a booklet and I had to quickly pause it to push the dud one through again. I was pretty much left to it in the freezing cold basement room, but on the plus side, they had music on the computers, among which was the Guitar Romantic LP by none other than the EXPLODING HEARTS (the band who inspired the name of the zine). Sadly, me playing the song crashed the computer so I had to leave it silent, but the thought was there.

Anyway, I now have 100 (give or take) copies of the zine in my wardrobe, ready to be disseminated out into the world. My life is complete.

EDIT: Just got done numbering. 98 copies. So much for swizzing the printers, hah.

Hello, future IAP#1 owners (I hope). I’ve just set this page up now in anticipation of tomorrow’s printing, which will hopefully make the time I spent organising this page worthwhile. Right now there’s not a lot to say since the zine won’t exist for at least another 12 hours, but I’m excited, and damn, is it so wrong to just want to make an introduction post?

When the thing’s done I’ll post some more stuff up here regarding getting hold of a copy, and stuff like that, but for now, this is all there is to say. Stay tuned!

M