I originally met Max G. Morton with an introduction of myself from a mutual friend of ours that I wasn’t afraid of needles. That kind of sealed the deal for us and since that day many years ago we’ve shared plenty of fucked up stories with each other and so it was only right that our friend Wes started publishing his books on Heartworm Press. Indestructible Wolves of the Apocalypse Junkyard was his first book and his most recent, 23, is so mind-numbingly perfect that it only makes sense Max continue to share all his tales of terror and fun for all to fantasize about and this time around he included some of his friends to tell their own best and worst contributions.
A quick excerpt from Max’s childhood inside The Rat Trap, a local arcade with much more to offer than just the run-of-the-mill games.
That was a whole lot funnier than the time I saw a girl getting raped up against the Solar Fox machine by a guy who was wearing a raccoon hat and an army jacket emblazoned with the insignia ‘Black Immortals’. The creep had her skirt jacked up over her hips, and was banging her head into the machine as the change attendant just watched with his hands in the pockets of his polyester pants. The attendant told me that if I didn’t keep my mouth shut, my mother was next, and handed me a cinnamon toothpick. After a few minutes, the toothpick started to make me sick, and it felt like my lips were going to fall off. That was probably the very first time that I ever hallucinated.
For a while I often thought about that girl getting raped when I would try to go to sleep. I had seen my dad’s biker friends attack drugged-out girls in our house before, and I’d even seen my father go after my mom, so I didn’t really find it all that shocking. What really scared me was that I couldn’t help being really turned on by it, even though I knew it was wrong. I never wanted to become one of those monsters that I hated so much, and it upset me that it still made me hard sometimes even as I dropped quarter after quarter into a pinball machine a few feet from the scene of the crime.
Before you buy yourself a copy and hold up in your apartment for days on end reading every page, take a look and download Max’s playlist he made to go along with his newest work, Looking for the Magic, due out this Spring. He has made these lists in the past for each book and also mentions what he was listening to around the time the story had originally played out in the book. There’s lots of old hardcore (when it was still good, think 1980’s) and plenty of shit bound to get you going. Excerpt’s from his new book are included with each song so you can get another taste of what you’re getting into.
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Jen
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Rape. I hate the stuff Jen posts. Whats the difference between this and a rape lecture kids get from a victim in highschool? I’d say the lectures are actually better as there is way more sobbing emotion involved. Is it supposed to be perfection because the guy admitted that he was turned on? There are millions of pornographic websites directed to that fantasy and millions of men who jerk off to it everyday and we’re supposed to find this to be perfect literature? Come on.
01.19.09 at 1:23 pm
THIS GUY SUCKS. Also, he is killing our nation…
01.19.09 at 1:31 pm
I’m pretty sure it’s “hole up in…” not “hold up in…”
01.19.09 at 1:57 pm
it’s “holed up in,” as in hiding in a hole.
01.19.09 at 2:33 pm
23 rules.
01.19.09 at 3:02 pm
He would make a fine snack for Bill Burroughs.
01.19.09 at 4:10 pm
those t-shirts are really sweet but i don’t think i’d ever have the balls to wear one of them in public.
01.19.09 at 7:24 pm
If you haven’t figured it out yet, RAPE IS ROMANCE.
01.19.09 at 8:02 pm
Max looks like a tool.
01.19.09 at 9:09 pm
Jocking, juh juh jocking.
01.20.09 at 1:52 am
Jen,
You’re a complete and total poser.
Love,
Fuck You
01.20.09 at 2:01 am
not such a fan, but i guess someones gotta do it.
i will check out ‘wolves of the apocalypse’ but if i find it twee and affected and shocking for the sake of shocking, maybe a little bit ‘current for the sake of being current’, perhaps a little bit too outsider-as-genius with a tad of self important thrown in there, maybe with a little bit too much tough-guy who can actually write so he’s better than nerd who can write shtick, value based on being from the wrong side of the tracks cliche rhetoric ala jim goad - i’ll probably pass on it, and blame you for me owning a book i dont want to finish and am too embarrassed to give away. in which case i’ll throw it in the trash. which wont stop me from buying his next book, if i read the opening paragraph and decide the kid nailed it. because i support this sort of shit.
01.20.09 at 2:43 am
His first book is pretty tough to find.
01.20.09 at 2:53 am
Adolf Hitler-
Depends on the verb tense, now doesn’t it?
01.20.09 at 1:37 pm
none of that playlist has HC in it.
And I fucking know Hardcore. I read the fucking book.
01.20.09 at 3:58 pm
edgy.
01.21.09 at 12:06 am
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01.28.09 at 4:47 pm
More hipster shock writing! Just what this city needs! I hope he is raped.
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