Issue No. 7: QUAR + TIME Now available online!
Our first digital issue is designed to print-at-home so that you may display the zine in tiles, unbound, on your stay-at-home wall.
Summer Fun Time Society presents: DUM DUM Resident band TULIPS!
Remember DEAD SUMMER? Well, the folks behind the party, Summer Fun Time Society, have put together a fan-fucking-tastic bill tonight at Five Star Bar DTLA, including a closing set by DUM DUM resident band TULIPS.
Submit to our 3rd issue, PUNKS & SCHOLARS.
Did you just say you put your book in a box? As you know, each issue of DUM DUM changes form according to the content, and we're boxing this one up! Hot off the heels of our 1 year anniversary, we've opened up submissions for DUM DUM Issue No. 3, PUNKS & SCHOLARS.
Happy 1st Birthday!
Monday, September 17, 2012 There it is: a whole year of getting DUM! To commemorate the zine that brought strange souls together from the disjointed corners of Los Angeles, gave you Free/Write/Shop and made experimental writing seem more feasible to be, well, writing, we've commissioned a gift!
WaxPhil (ATL!) #17: Criminal Records, The Heptones’ On The Run (1982) Christina Gubala
"Waxing Philosophical, L.A.” is DUM DUM’s monthly column written by Christina Gubala, co-founder of L.A.’s premier cassette-tape label, Complicated Dance Steps. A die-hard vinyl collector, you can find her spinning records at local bars near you.
September's installment brings you a special out-of-state edition, featuring Criminal Records in Atlanta.
An Interview with theNewerYork, Host of L.A.’s Literary Carnival this Friday! DUM DUM Zine
In light of theNewerYork's Literary Carnival this Friday, DUM DUM got thinking: have two lit publications ever sat down and had an ice cold alcoholic drink together over the Internet? With experimental literature being a rarity in Los Angeles (and the mainstream publishing scene) these days, we decided there was no better way to tackle the...
DUM DUM Serials: THE NEW YORK CRIMES, Part 4 (Conclusion) Kristen Felicetti
We've been dreading the close of Kristen Felicetti's blood-curdling radio play, The New York Crimes, but here it is: the final showdown. Of course we welcome back the talented illustrator Michelle Rosenthal for her collaboration with the serials. Please enjoy her artwork while you listen to the episode below, and thanks for tuning in to this...
PRESS ‘N’ PLAY FEST at Echoplex this Saturday!
Tuesday, August 21 2012 Looks like DUM DUM will be setting up shop at the Echoplex for “Press n Play Fest” this Saturday, August 25th, a minifest taking place as part of Echo Park Rising!
DUM DUM Serials: THE NEW YORK CRIMES Pt. 3 Kristen Felicetti
Welcome to the 3rd installment of The New York Crimes: a modern radio play by written and recorded by Kristen Felicetti of The Bushwick Review. Once again, we've paired the episode with collaboration by illustrator Michelle Rosenthal. The penultimate episode of these radio serials, this one's got a particularly extra seedy underbelly.
WaxPhil L.A. #16: Mt. Analog in Highland Park, Light In The Attic presents Country Funk 1969-1975 Christina Gubala
"Waxing Philosophical, L.A.” is DUM DUM’s monthly column written by Christina Gubala, co-founder of L.A.’s premier cassette-tape label, Complicated Dance Steps. A die-hard vinyl collector, you can find her spinning records at local bars near you.
DUM DUM Prompts: Free Yr Mind! A train story
Prompt #1: Write a train story. Like a travel story...but on a train! You can also email responses to dumdumzine [at] gmail [dot] com. Responses will be posted here as well as on our FWS Tumblr, so get ready to smear your writing all over the place!
DUM DUM Serials: THE NEW YORK CRIMES Pt. 2 Kristen Felicetti
Welcome back to to The New York Crimes: a modern radio play by written and recorded by Kristen Felicetti of The Bushwick Review. In this second episode, Albert and Wallace attempt to take acting lessons from Eva, an aspiring actress and fellow detective.
STANDING IN LINE: Kogi Food Truck Travis Barnes
STANDING IN LINE is an unpleasant reality of going out anywhere in L.A. We don't dwell on it, but we'll spend hours standing around on the street in our hoochie-best waiting for some chump to give us permission to enter. They are the static moments we try to skip, that purgatorial buffer between going out...