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I reprinted Paul's 'Just Because I Didn’t Leave The Driving To Us I Got Jailed And Juiced Good' in a Musea issue way back in November 1993. Here is issue summary.
#15 (Nov.) Announcement of the first 'Arts Revolution Festival' at Chumly's and the Stout-McCourt Gallery next door, in Deep Ellum, Dallas. Scheduled for Sat. Nov. 6 1-8PM, Issue includes a line up of the performers, readers, musicians, artists, etc. Organized by Tim Wood, Greg Shanks, and me, Tom Hendricks. All kinds of arts and no sponsors! (See below). Also in this issue: "HouseDallas" the revolution in fashion (see issue #126), and an original poem by Paul Weinman, "Just Because I didn't Leave the Driving to Us, I Got Jailed and Juiced Good."
Yeah good question. Even better to read the answer. Paul used to send me endless packages of lucid writings when my zine Absolutely Zippo was just starting. Just reading his name now blows me away--he's such a rare figure that's from the underground--and specific to print culture. It's really fascinating reading any other notes of who he is.
I published a few of Paul's chapbooks in the 80's early 90's and he was a regular contributor to my zine Cehsoikoe back in the day. Meadow, your blogpost is fascinating and moving. So amazing after all these many years to put a face to that great, funny, vivid work. Thanks.
I met Paul when hosting a poetry reading at Mother Earth's back in '94-'95. I can't say I recall much about him, but I do remember his enthusiasm for literature and fantastic stories. He was a lot of fun to talk with and be around.
Recently I came across a package I received from Paul early 1995. I guess he did this sort of thing a lot, and I vaguely recall him offering to send me a bunch of his poetry (for free). Heck, I used to do the same thing! It's quite a collection and based on the little bit of interest I've seen decided it was worthy of eBay. It's a truly unique combination of visual and written art. If anyone wants to get started on collecting Paul's works, this is probably as good a sampling as you'll get:
I'm pleased to hear he's doing well (in retirement), and still finding opportunities for "poetic terrorism" as we used to call it (before 9/11).
Meadow (?), thanks for keeping us informed and send along my best wishes to your dad. :) It sounds like your home life as a child was more interesting than mine! lol
Fwiw, the fact this collection has survived is nothing short of a miracle. It's flown to and back from Florida in my carry-on in 1996 (where I lived for a year), spent time in a drug dealer's house (don't ask), spent time in storage, spent time on my mother's porch in storage, spent time in a halfway house, and has literally been 'moved' dozens of times since 1995. And yet here it is. Aside from my own copies of my own zines from the day, I have nothing personal that's older than this.