Monster Children 14
I saw Ben Brown out the other night and being the dickheads we are, we forgot to send him the issue when we got it back. And thats a big fuckup because he has a 7 page feature of his incredible art in it. So after feeling like a real fuckwit I gave him some issues, but it got me thinking, fuck I hope Patrick Trefz got his copy. He has 8 pages of his high quality photography in there, I know Jose Parla was happy with his 10 page art feature, because he had to come and pick them up from the office. Same with Stefan Marx. Good timing from the 6 page German to have a show the same time we get an issue back. I'm pretty sure we haven't sent a copy to Sarah Larnach who has a 5 page feature on her paintings titled 'the Mis-Spent years. Vaughan Dead's story on giving birth is incredible but we cut his subscription off when he didn't get his article in on time. We sent issues to Pat at RVCA because we put 5 pages of the RVCA/Monster Children Calendar in there but he doesn't write back anymore. So fuck knows if he got his copies. I hope all the subscribers got their copies and I hope everyone else enjoys the issue, because hey, there's alot of good shit in this one.
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Intro
If there’s one thing I love about this rag called Monster Children (that we spend our entire fucking lives slaving away on for nothing more than the dirty thrill of it) it’s that we can write about pretty much anything we want. If I do a turd after my morning coffee for example and I feel it’s a remarkable achievement worthy of press I can sit down at my putes, scribble a little story and if Hollywood, Campbell or lil Lucy, the new girl who cracks the whip around deadline time, have a chuckle, the odds are you’ll be reading about it. While the core of MC has always been its dedication to sublime imagery, rarely have we suffered at the hands of poor writing.
At the moment we’ve got some of the smartest cats in the business pressing keys to keep the reading public satisfied and they don’t come much better than our latest regular contributor Dave Carnie. Dave has long been a favourite of the staff here because when he ran Big Brother, the thinking man’s fart joke, it was pretty much the only magazine in the world worth reading. It was clever, funny, ridiculous and offensive to many but always carried with it a genuine love of skateboarding. It’s original creators are now all rolling in green thanks to Jackass and while they did some awesome stunts in their early years (a cover featuring Jesus nailed to the cross with skate trucks springs to mind) it wasn’t until Carnie’s tenure in the editor’s chair that the thing took on a life of it’s own. Like all great artists, Dave’s work was unique, easy to identify and connected the reader to just about any form of subject matter. Whether in the form of a heated opinion piece on the politics behind mobile skate parks or the breezy realisation that a man who finds himself alone in a hotel room will likely think of rubbing one out, Carnie always manages to give shit (often literally) soul. So as you flick through this issue and bathe your eyes in all the pretty pictures, maybe do yourself a favour and read some of the words in here too. You probably won’t learn anything but you might just find that some of the best art fags can’t draw for shit.
- Vaughan Dead.
MC 14A
Jose Parla.
MC 14B
Ray Barbee by Patrick Trefz.
