it is with great love and dull blades that we assemble our creatures; quick and dirty and with the strictest lack of attention and pretension to making glossy, polished, 'marketable' oeuvres. gritty yt. delinquent yt. yt that smokes in the toilets during poetry readings.
we also issue bulletins for your pleasure - slick little transmissions from the fingers of yt affiliates, smushed and slashed in the 'Worst Place to Live in Britain': the london borough of hackney. we love hackney. we're not too keen on cambridge. they've got some great poets but don't know how to make a decent breakfast.
it is in hackney that the exclusive yt salons take place. these are strictly invitation-only, but we will probably let you in if you really want to come. poems are performed and debated, plots are hatched, amaretto is slurped. yt production days work the same way, with the added feature of scissors and glue and rigorous assembly-line collectivity and loud punk rock music, comrades.we are planning public readings in the future, just as soon as we find a venue that is neither a poncy gallery or a phlegm-spattered tourist pub. these will be great. we will let you know.
meanwhile. you will want to get hold of these things:
KILLIN KITTENISH by sophie robinson
CUNTOMATIC by francis crot
SEIZE OISEAUX by derek beaulieu
BLACK WATER by sean bonney
DOCUMENT by sean bonney
CLOBBER by frances kruk
DIG OUBLIETTE by frances kruk