Groovy as it was as the time, a lot of that stuff hasn’t really aged all that well.Įarly on, Kennedy claims that the zine-writer Pagan was a persona who wore madcap outfits and enjoyed being the center of attention everywhere she went, as opposed to the “real” Pagan who was more reserved and mundane. Ultimately I found myself more interested in the expository material written specifically for the book, which is much more personal and less cloyingly glib than the zine itself. Issues of the zine itself (in all its amateurish glory) alternate with chapters describing what was going on in her life at the time, offering some fascinating insights into how some of her more depressing experiences manifested themselves in the work. So it’s definitely cool that this book includes the entire run of Kennedy’s zine, Pagan’s Head. And while I never created my own zine, I was certainly a fan of the genre, frequenting Untitled, a shop in NYC’s Soho, to pick up home-made chapbooks, illustrated periodicals (my favorite being the postage stamp sized Public Illumination), underground comix and zeroxed zines. I even tried my hand at quasi-feminist collage art pieces that I sent out anonymously to total strangers in an attempt at mail art. The author and I are the same age and I fondly remember the 1980’s as a time when my friends and I all had vaguely artsy ambitions. This review was written for LibraryThing Early Reviewers.In many ways, reading Pagan Kennedy’s Zine was like a trip down memory lane.
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