Coffin to Fakie #5, and Frontside Air

Thrasher Magazine, April, 2005

A hearty guffaw, a long-winded chortle, and the release of that gas bubble that gave you insomnia last night are waiting for you on the reading of Coffin To Fakie. This is some worthwhile dope that definitely doesn't take itself too seriously. It's got a bunch of horoscopes with Mr Cleo, a road trip to the Northwest (you could use this mag as a sort of guide to some of the spots in the NW), and tons of random commentaries and little trinkets thrown in there for a smile. This one has a companion 'zine as well, entitled Frontside Air, which is dedicated to the frontside indy. Hey, lighten up, man! THERE IS NO SUCH THING AS A FRONTSIDE INDY. There is such a thing as stinbugged frontside airs. Need proof? Look inside. Send a couple bucks and beg for both: 1320 E 3rd Ave, Durango, CO 81301

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