Yesterday I got the time to read over your little zine, everything was obvious, full of creativity, turned the pages one by one, went over the first column, speaking out on politics, revolutionary nostalgy, kind of sounded back to me, like a slow rising temdency, praising evry single band, that writes a song on equality. It that a lot more than a punkrock song, than a joke on the bourgeoisie, painted with a nice melody, it takes a lot more than the word Anarchy written on a lyric sheet, glorified by an elite...