Pre-Order Our Summer Zine

Ahh, it’s crazy y’all. We tried a new printer this time and we are so pleased with the bright colors and glossy pics.

Only did a short run of 30 copies for now but we’ll probably print more for live events as the season kicks off. Keeping our prices under $10 for the youth so head over to Etsy to see the deets on this fun and fresh #blkgrlswurld zine 😘

The Acacia Strain Deliver A Properly Heavy Summer

If you ever catch us on Instagram, you’ll know we’ve been headbanging at the heaviest NYC metal shows all summer. Much of it having to do with saying goodbye to our fav venue, Webster Hall, set to close for the next 18 months and less likely to book heavy music when it reopens. Another safe haven for new metalbands lost to corporate takeovers, grr.

I’d been patiently waiting for east coast band, The Acacia Strain to finish up the Vans Warped Tour this year and bring on the jams to NYC, when I heard about a new album they were dropping in late June. Yassss. Idunno what it is about doomy metalcore music, but what I like most about their style are the playful moments in their songs when the time signatures get screwy and unpredictable. This doesn’t happen as often as say, a composition from The Dillinger Escape Plan, but I enjoy the surprise when Acacia Strain explores this.

 

I found their newest album, Gravebloom to be their most polished project so far. A quality to the recording and mastering that leaves previous works like Coma Witch sounding more scratchy unfinished somehow. Not that there’s anything wrong witha rougher sound but, its nice to hear an artist tightening up their craft and focusing on the best elements of their songwriting.

Nothing trumps hearing their songs live, but Gravebloom has some great moments – enough to be added to our #blkgrlswurld Spotify playlist.

Songs we enjoyed from this album include, “Bitter Pill”, “Abyssal Depths”, and “Cold Gloom.” They each have a churning heaviness in their rhythm, the sort that makes you wanna stomp around the mosh pit like some 100ft Godzilla…or you know, in your living room wearing pajamas while growling at your cat. For me, this sort of metal is cathartic, calming and allows me to rest. I realize others have more stimulating reactions, lol- the point is, The Acacia Strain’s latest work is quite satisfying and a great soundtrack for our summer in this big ‘ol city.

I look forward to catching them touring this live.

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#Blkgrlswurld @ Brown Paper Zine Fair Jan. 28-29, 2017

#Blkgrlswurld ZINE will be selling our latest editions and coloring books Jan, 28-29th, 2017 at the Brown Paper Zine and Small Press Fair for Black and PoC Artists. The free event takes place at the Museum of Contemporary African Diasporan Arts (MoCADA). Details below.

MoCADA (80 Hanson Place, Brooklyn, NY) – 1st and 4th Floors Free RSVP

We are also thrilled to participate in a panel discussion on Sunday during the zine fair, moderated by Kimberly Drew. Social Sunday: Black Ink Zine Panel Sunday, January 29, 2:30-4pm Free RSVP

3 Dot Zine presents its first installment of the Brown Paper Zine and Small Press Fair for Black and PoC Artists as a part of programming for Diagram of the Heart, by Glenna Gordon, currently on view at the Museum of Contemporary African Diasporan Arts (MoCADA).

3 Dot Zine is a collaborative submission based zine founded by artist Devin N Morris in 2014 as a way to extend the reach of important dialogues Morris was having with his peers.Throughout his time participating in zine fairs and festivals in New York, Baltimore, and Philadelphia, he noticed a lack of Black and People of Color (PoC) representation within these environments, which stood in stark contrast to the diverse independent publishing communities Morris found himself apart of.

As such, the Brown Paper Zine and Small Press Fair was created to provide a space where the creative efforts of Black and PoC artists working in print mediums could be exposed and proliferated. Bringing together established zine makers, small presses, and artists working in print mediums to MoCADA, the fair asks each participant to seek out new and young artists to showcase their zines, or facilitate the production of their print-based work. In addition to encouraging young artists to use zines as a viable, independent avenue for sharing their work, this effort also acquaints young makers with the communities that fairs create.

The Brown Paper Zine and Small Press Fair will occupy multiple locations within the MoCADA building as the weekend boasts inclusive programming in the way of; the Women’s Healing Space, a writing workshop and a space for women to check in, be seen, heard and affirmed while in community with each other; a screening of #BlackGirlLit: Between Literature, Performance & Memory, a documentary exploring “black woman-ness” and the literary traditions that inform it, featuring artists Ayana Evans, Kal Gezahegn, Dell M. Hamilton, Tsedaye Makonnen, Helina Metaferia and Marceline Mandeng; Social Sunday: Black Ink, a panel discussion interrogating the world of self-publishing and the instance where inspiration leads to action; and more to be announced.


PARTICIPANTS:

3 Dot Zine
Blk Grls Wurld Zine
Brown & Proud Press
Brown Recluse Zine Distro
Codify Art
Collectiva Cosmica
DATE NIGHT
Endless Editions
La Chamba Press
La Liga Zine
Lambey Press
L’ENCHANTEUR
Maroon World
MoCADA Shop
Mohammed Fayez
No Shame Distro
Nontsikelelo Mutiti
Oxford Plain
PJ Gubatina Policarpio
RAFiA SANTANA
Red Hook Editions
True Laurels Magazine
Yellow Jackets Collective

Bringing In The Asexual New Year

Dec. 31, 2016

I’m outside the Harlem Target store loading up my new kitchen appliances when suddenly a little old lady approaches me. With a smile across her face she exclaims,  “Ah! Bringing in the new year with a fresh start eh?”

I shrug bashfully, “Sure, sure.”

She nods knowingly, “I gave up new year resolutions ages ago, but a friend of mine, she’s a bit older than me, she told me a good one to try is having less sex. Hehehe.”

I nod and smile, “Indeed.”

Sometimes it’s bewildering even to me that I’m in my late twenties and still identifying as the same asexual I’ve always been since age 5. Back when I first learned of frogs that could reproduce without mating with an opposite sex. “That’s me,” I’d tell my parents, “I stand on my own. I’m asexual.” I’ve always struggled to understand why people strive to pair up or find each other sexually attractive. Why would anyone need to be so…close?

Of course they passed it off as silliness but by the time I was in the 5th grade the pressure was real to claim at least one boy attractive; to recognize the innate game of cat and mouse between the genders. My parents didn’t care if it was someone I knew, a celebrity or a damn cartoon character, I could feel them searching for “normal development” behavior and that there would be social consequences for not fitting in. Was I mentally falling behind my peers? Gay? Emotionally immature?  I caught on quickly that I needed to start acting ‘normal’ and began lying about boys on TV I thought were “Cute” or “Crush-worthy.” The look of approval from them when I did this made my stomach churn.

Stereotypes of Black women in the United States are hyper-sexualized to a caricature level. As a brainy femme teenager the expectation that I would fail in life was everywhere, from the Black community in my home to my white peers at our rural suburban high school. There are countless moments where my brown skin felt like a magnet for sexual advances. “Black girls are fast, Black girls are trouble, Black girls are easy and their bodies develop too early. They’re boy crazy and obsessed with babies.” –Total bullshit I still hear from my elders today.

I understood some of the discrimination I was getting at school surrounded by whites who’d only ever seen black people on the BET cable network booty popping (a channel they were proud to sneak a peek at when their parents weren’t home). But what hurt my feelings more was how often my relatives spoke of good clean girls vs. nasty fast girls – lecturing my parents on how to keep my sister and I in check of our hormones.

But quite the opposite was happening in our home. Our hormones were quite fine. I was a tomboy that didn’t talk about crushes, never asked about dating, and knew my helicopter parents were worried I was gay. (To this day they don’t believe asexuality exists. Everyone loves sex!)

Up until grad school it would bother me sometimes that my lack of interest in connecting with others in a romantic way hadn’t changed. I’d never so much as kissed another person but also didn’t want to do those things and had a hard time relating why anyone would want to. My fun was music, writing, art-making, conversation.  I saw the sexual currency people exchanged and consistently felt isolated from that market.(i.e. flirting through a job interview, the benefit of combined household income, professional approval…)

But the simple truth for many asexuals is, we’re solid in who we are. There isn’t a feeling of something missing, if sex never came up in our lives we’d never notice. It’s why I’m so surprised when people discuss their fear of being alone. Is it that scary taking care of yourself? Fighting your own battles?

I have friends, family and community just like you. I stand on my own and I’m cool with that, I’m building a life around that and enjoy what I do. I try to keep my mind open to having a platonic partner one day but honestly…I’m indifferent.

So you may be wondering why asexuals are coming out more and more, with some flowing into LGBTQA activism.

  1. We are “other” and therefore subject to many of the same discriminations and violence. Especially young people of color. When a homophobic family member suspects your sexuality is anything other than hetero, they rarely wait around to hear you explain asexuality. And because our society is that sex obsessed it’s not likely they would believe you. To them it’s just another gay person trying to hide in plain sight.
  2. People grow. Some of us reach asexuality later in life or fall somewhere else on the Spectrum. Maybe we already have children or have identified as gay most of our lives and now feel differently about our attraction to others. That doesn’t necessarily mean we stop having romantic relationships or stop identifying as queer.
  3. It’s only one part of ourselves. Queer, trans and non-binary folk can also be asexual. Some peoples feelings around attraction shift over time and it’s all about learning and understanding yourself better.
  4. We are not against sexuality in any way and support everyone’s journey. Granted I don’t like media propagating sex as a life or death need, but I love seeing my friends freely expressing themselves and loving who they love. You do you! It’s all about  everyone living their truth  without the threat of violence or discrimination from opportunity.

I believe anyone who supports shifting this cis-gender patriarchal system should join forces and build a stronger inter-sectional community of love and respect. Especially in 2017. This is a moment where the powers-that-be will strive to divide us and create doubt within our movements. It is critical that we support each other.

~ C.L

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P.S > *USA Womens March Jan, 21 2017

#blacklivesmatter #feministkilljjoy #qwoc #equality #asexual #pride #lgbtqa

 

 

 

Blkgrlswurld Autumn Edition 4.3 Now Online

She’s finally arrived, the latest edition can be found at the link below. This season’s book features artwork by Trifecta Studios and a short story we crafted during November’s National Novel Writing Month.

Later this week on Dec. 15th, we’ll be reading from the book & performing a bit of music in Brooklyn at Pioneer Works Book Shop. Details in the poster below.

See you in the pit! \m/

Edition 4.3 | December 2016 | View PDF Here


 

Words of the Week

A lot has happened in the U.S.A over the last 7 days. Below are some glossary terms that may help us to navigate the sea of bias news articles flooding our media feeds.

Dem·a·gogue

ˈdeməˌɡäɡ/
noun
noun: demagogue; plural noun: demagogues
    1. a political leader who seeks support by appealing to popular desires and prejudices rather than by using rational argument.

      synonyms: rabble-rouser, agitator, political agitator, soapbox orator, firebrand, fomenter, provocateur

 

Echo Chamber (In media or Social Media)

A metaphorical description of a situation in which information, ideas, or beliefs are amplified or reinforced by transmission and repetition inside an “enclosed” system, where different or competing views are censored, disallowed, or otherwise underrepresented. The term is by analogy with an acoustic echo chamber, where sounds reverberate.

NPR Article: “The Reason Your Feed Became an Echo Chamber…”

Normalization

refers to social processes through which ideas and actions come to be seen as ‘normal‘ and become taken-for-granted or ‘natural’ in everyday life.

Article: “The Dangerous Fantasy Behind Trump’s Normalization”

 

Trickle-down Economics

Also referred to as “trickle-down theory“, is a populist political term used to characterize economic policies as favoring the wealthy or privileged. There is no “trickle down” economics as defined by economists; the term is almost exclusively used by critics of policies with other established names.[3] It is usually associated with criticism of laissez-faire capitalism in general and more specifically supply-side economics (for example, Reaganomics)

 

Pushing Through The Pain for Trivium

When you’re as passionate about live music as I am, having an invisible illness can really put a damper on getting out to shows. That’s why it’s such a special moment when I find a band that’s worth the pain and hustle it can take to stand for hours in a hot and sweaty club theater surrounded by the moshing energy I enjoy.

I’ve been collecting Trivium albums since early 2005 and this Irving Plaza show was my first chance at seeing them live. I arrived early enough to catch some of Sabaton’s set and patiently waited for Trivium to begin. Slowly approaching my 30’s its become more difficult to stand still for hours in converse sneakers without getting a leg cramp. I’m all oooooold and shit w/ autoimmune drama 😦 ugh…Anyways,  after 30 minutes of standing around for band set up, the lights suddenly went low and the crowd started freaking out; prepping for circle pits etc. when I immediately I got one of the most painful Charlie Horses I’ve ever had. Shiiiiiiit..

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As one of my fav bands began to play, I stood there in excruciating pain trying to decide if walking towards the exit would make the injury worse. I attempted standing on one leg as still as possible in a sea of moshers (all that shoving helped prop me up) to wait and see if the pain would subside. Luckily after about 15 minutes, I was able to stand again and remember that I was at a fucking Trivium show for a reason. I looked at the crowd, looked at the band, peered back at the crowd again and decided to stay – they sounded Really good live and eventually i was able to leave the show without limping through east village.

I’m glad I stayed for the show because they were worth it, and if it had been any other band my ass would’ve immediately been in an Uber to home. These guys make me want to practice my mandolin more than ever and strive to be a better artist. \m/