Back in 2011, Disinfo helped impart the terrible news that one of my favorite publications in the history of the universe, Arthur, was unfortunately closing down shop (Arthur R.I.P.) due to financial strains, but we failed to tell you the upside. It came back.
So, we’re a little late on this story actually as the new issue officially dropped on December 22nd (those crazy kids) but that’s okay because I just got around to reading the last half of it over weekend anyway. Holy rad.
Arthur holds a special place in my heart. It was the interview they did with Grant Morrison back in 2004 (super embarrassing, didn’t even know who he was at the time) that maybe planted the first suggestion compelling me towards pursuing westernized occultism and chaos magick. A few years before that point I’d burnt out completely reading books about UFO’s and remote viewing. Thanks for pointing me in the right direction fine people. You found the others.
The return issue is everything you’d expect it to be and more, with the return of classic columns like Tactical Magick and the legendary experimental music and art column Bull Tongue. Aces all around on that front. My only complaint would be the lack of C & D action, but you know, you take what you can get (I’ll pretend to be C & D and write it on the cheap, call me).
For real though, the biggest reason this issue owns, as I just found out, is their feature interview with another comics maestro I’d thusfar never caught wind of. Oh and the psychic weirdness. A week or so before I read that, the phrase “writing in your dreams” randomly popped into my mind during a round of morning ganj-i-tation. It was a relatively uneventful sesh other than that (friend me on facebook for magick diary updates) and I speculated a bit there on the potential significance. A few weeks later I’m reading an interview with Rick Veitch which is quite literally about writing comics solely based on dreams. It all clicks and now I’m apparently going to spend a bunch of money on Rick Veitch comics. That’s kind of the thing with the new Arthur—it’s not free anymore, you now have pay a whopping five bucks. Truth be told, back in the day I paid to subscribe partially because I liked giving money to the cause and partially because in a dirty pot smoking tripster infested town like Seattle, they got sucked up so quick I missed a few issues. So Arthur’s the kind of thing where you’ll pay five bucks and end up having to restrain yourself from spending an extra fifty at least on shiny psychedelic trinkets of myriad intriguing configurations. Details here, it might be in your town as we speak.