This is a reprint of the letter from the editor in Unwinnable Weekly Issue Forty-Seven – check out the excerpts at the end of the post. You can buy Issue Forty-Seven individually now, or purchase a one-month subscription to make sure you never miss an issue!
“Yeah, summer colds are the worst” says Jake Gittes in the 1974 movie Chinatown.
He’s on the money. I’ve had one all week.
They say that summer colds are a whole different bug from winter colds, and I guess that is true. I don’t have a degree in miserable viruses or anything. For me, though, its the heat. There is a kind of comfort in being sick in the winter. Tea, soup, blankets. All of those impulses are there for the summer cold, too, but fucked if I have the will do indulge in them with it is over 90 degrees and the humidity makes everything feel soaking wet.
What I am saying is, I am going to keep this brief. And maybe, if you’re at a loss for anything to watch this weekend, pop on Chinatown.
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Good stuff this week. Mitch Bowman’s DIY punk column Throwing the First Brick returns with a look at mewithoutYou and other new tunes. Daniel Horowitz goes to jail. Jose Cardoso takes a fascinating look at the Morse code chatting in Steel Diver: Sub Wars. Finally, Jed Pressgrove offers a dissenting opinion on the value of PT.
Be well folks, especially everyone going into the hellmouth of E3 next week.
Jersey City, New Jersey
June 12, 2015