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"To tell you the truth, I'm pretty burned out
on meat poetry or street poetry or poetry of
the down-and-out, whatever you want to call
it, because so much of it is bullshit; either bogus
motherfuckers who never shed blood but
insinuate themselves into the lives of those
who have and then make a name for themselves
by writing generic imitations, or a bunch of
middle-class kids still living at home talking
tough, aping Bukowski, Wantling, levy, Micheline...
but HAPPY HOUR is the real thing. Stark precision.
It's stripped down, bare bones authentic.
You be the real McCoy, amigo..."
-John Bennett



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DRINKING & THINKING
FROM BLUE PRESS,
SANTA CRUZ, CA. 2010
"For a while, now, outside of
what you/ve been doing
outside Klamath Falls and what
Todd Moore was doing outside
Albuquerque, not much
integrity married to the inside
dope of the poetic imagination
as far as my jaded view
has been concerned."
-Michael C. Ford



SOMEONE WHO LOVED YOU
From 48th Street Press,
Philadelphia, PA. 2010
"SOMEONE WHO LOVED YOU
is simply a great piece of work."
-GERALD NICOSIA



TASTE THE
From If Year Books,
Brooklyn, N.Y. 2009
"A cool little scrabble of
fugitive pieces, some
handwritten, some paste-
ups, all laid in like a scrapbook
miscellany with mean teeth."
-Kevin Opstedal, Ukulele Feedback



DON'T SAY A WORD
From Blue Press,
Santa Cruz, CA. 2008
"F. A. Nettelbeck isn't
fucking around."
-Patrick Dunagan,
galatea resurrects #9




Signed copies are $10 each,
plus $2 postage and handling...
checks payable to F. A. Nettelbeck,
POB 69, Beatty, OR 97621 U.S.A.
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7/3/10

PATRIOTS

my favorite 4th of July
was when me and my
high school buddies went
to go camp up on the
Kern River out of
Bakersfield and right
before you hit those
boulders and the "how
many have died this
year in the rapids" sign
you'd pass that big
arche on the left that said
HAG'S PLACE and
we shot it the finger and
hit that joint for the 18
mile or so treacherous
ride it took to get to
this beautiful creek that
ran into the river where
we set up all our stuff
and dropped some acid to
get fueled for the big
fireworks display at Lake
Isabella that night
where a couple hours and
miles later at dusk and
not quite peaking we
witnessed some local
high school football team
blow themselves up
lighting the shit off this
barge in the middle
of the lake killing half of
them and all the screams
got us out of there back
to camp where we set
up about a hundred
candles all across the
creek on all the rocks in
the water and in that
surreal light talked
about what we'd do if
we ever got drafted