EXILE IN THE MARGINS
It’s time for some shameless self-promotion. I know the internet is full of people promoting their “brand”, but they forget that a ‘brand’ is something you burn into the flesh of cattle to denote ownership, and I’m not owned by anyone. Nor is my partner in crime, Martin Jones – the Dracula to my Renfield, the Victor Frankenstein to my Igor, the Iggy to my Ron – at Exile In The Margins, the (very) independent publishing venture we established in 2020. And unlike many an online “presence” we are not just flogging our ill-informed piffle and passing it off as “content” but actually have something tangible to offer, in the form of books. The above is a summation of just over two years work, and includes Bedabbled!, the unofficial bible of British and Cult Cinema, an unapologetic throwback to the great film zines of the 1990’s. That’s not strictly an Exile In The Margins title, but is aligned in spirit and provided the psychic laboratory space in which all subsequent titles could be stitched together and animated with the lightning of inspiration. Both Martin and myself have had some experiences with more established and mainstream publishers, and it’s from those experiences that we determined henceforth to never compromise on anything we create, and if that means publishing it ourselves, so be it. Since 2020 we have published the following:
You’ve heard of ‘nature writing’? This is ‘against nature writing’. Ten years plus in the making, this is a descent into the dark depths of psychosexual obsession and edgelands existentialism. Written by Martin Jones and fully illustrated and designed by me, each page festers and pulses with the madness that went into its making. The first release by Exile In The Margins, setting out the stall for all that was to follow.
Limited to 100 copies. A random selection of ten copies will come with a CD-R soundtrack and original art postcard by yours truly.
Order a copy HERE. £10 & shipping.
THE BRIEF LIFE AND ETERNAL DEATH OF PLASTIC DRACULA
A prose ‘working’ in the Crowleyean sense, an evocation of the spirits – both benign and malevolent – that haunt the arcades and promenades of Britain’s seaside towns. Scrying in the Fun House mirror. Decoding angel language from bingo cards. Ectoplasmic candy floss snagged under the pier. Brylcreem, gasoline and Vaseline. Sticky fingers and bloody knuckles. Hot blood and cold chips. Wish you weren’t here.
24 pages. A5 chapbook. Full colour cover. Text by Martin Jones. Design by Rik Rawling.
Published by Exile In The Margins
£3 & shipping. Order HERE.
WORZEL GUMMIDGE, MY FATHER: THE ART OF OLIVER TOMLINSON
The first ever publication devoted to the Midland’s most enigmatic artist. Born from bedsits, black metal and Special Brew, Tomlinson’s art follows a fine lineage of English absurdity: a drunken Hyde sketched rapidly by a fearful Jekyll.
A5 booklet. 16 pages. Full colour. 100 numbered copies. Edited by Martin Jones. Design by Rik Rawling.
Published by Exile In The Margins
£2.50 per copy & shipping. Order here.
The greatest band you’ve never heard of.
In the early 1980’s, the exhausted backwash of punk swept through the post-industrial wasteland towns of northern Britain. Young men with no future and no hope channelled their anger and their passion into music and art that compressed all their ideas and influences into a primal shriek of defiance.
One of those bands was Daddy Witch, and this is their story.
This is my first published novel. 140 pages. Pocket paperback, fully designed by yours truly.
£5 & shipping. Order your copy HERE.
LAUGHING AT THE FUNERAL: THE ART OF DADDY WITCH
A companion title to the novel Daddy Witch, this title collects all the art, design & ephemera made and collected in order to define the aesthetic of the band. Includes many images you will not see anywhere else, including all the original postcard paintings I made, one of each given away with each of the initial orders for the novel. Fully designed by yours truly, this is the first title from my own imprint Genius Loci.
Full colour. 44 pages. Square format 20cm apx.
£5 & shipping. Order your copy HERE.
THE SHADOW OF THE FOX
Norman J. Warren’s PREY, D.H. Lawrence, and the cuckoo in the nest…
THE SHADOW OF THE FOX is the first publication from our imprint, Port Margin, with which we aim to publish an irregular series of short essays in booklet form, from various writers, on various non-fiction subjects.
Written by Jim O’Brien. Book design by Rik Rawling. A5 chapbook. 24 Pages. 100 unnumbered copies. £3.00 & shipping. Order your copy HERE.
NOTHING SPECTRAL JUST OFFSHORE
Fourteen illustrated poems, born of the strange ozone the author Martin Jones drowned his senses in as he travelled along the coast of England, from the South West to the North East. Imagine Philip Larkin sat under the pier gnawing disconsolately at a bag of chips, while in the amusement arcade above him the jukebox plays The Cramp’s cover of ‘Fever’. Meanwhile, Nick Cave walks by, watching for mermaids rising from the waves but instead finds a hen party wearing teabag-sized dresses, dancing shoeless in the surf. Vampire succubi stare at the moon from shabby B&B bedroom windows while a long black tentacle slides through the shingle, raking through the washed up bottles of Frosty Jack and forgotten beach toys, inching towards a dosser passed out behind the bandstand.
Written by Martin Jones, with cover art and startling Neo-Romantic internal illustrations by Derek Gray.
Fits-in-your-pocket paperback. 40 pages. 100 numbered copies.
£3.00 & shipping. Order your copy HERE
If you bought one copy of each of these titles, it would cost about £30, plus postage, and in the age of the “NFT”, where people are spending ridiculous sums on absolutely nothing ( not so much money for old rope as money for no rope), that seems like a very good deal to me. For the price of a mediocre take-away meal you get fiction and poetry that even the term ‘experimental’ can’t do justice to, written from perspectives far outside the narrow reality tunnel of the mainstream. Art that pulses with passionate intensity, evidencing a personal vision quest to find the phoenix-spawning flame buried in the heart of darkness. All presented with the highest production values and a passionate belief in the book as an art object in its own right.
I shouldn’t need to say this but we really are not pissing about and what’s been published so far is just a taste of what’s to come. Later this year we will publish two major books, each one distinct and – this I can guarantee – providing something no other publisher is doing. I’m creating all the artwork and design for both and giving it every atom of my intensity, which will be evident in the finished books. There are other titles planned from the Port Margin, promising a head-spinning diversity of subject matter, and much more besides. Every penny from books sold goes back into the production of new titles, so if you want to support what we do then share this with anyone you think might be interested. For now, I will sign off as we do for all our email exhanges:
Martin: To the Margins!