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FILTHFILLER.COM exposes the underbelly of art, culture, music and literature with a sardonic, subversive and abrasive attitude typical of the Millenial generation. Filled with Gonzo journalism, shitty film photos and bitchy reviews, this is a site to fill your brain with garbage that’s slightly above the rest.

 

STAFF & CONTRIBUTORS

Troy Farah (Editor-in-chief) is an American-born journalist and photographer. He sometimes accidentally does something artistic. His reporting has spanned The Phoenix New Times, Flag Live, The Laconia Citizen, NAU’s The Lumberjack and Dark City Times.

Fiction? That’s been published in Every Day Fiction, when he won 1st in Flash Fiction Chronicle’s String-of-10 Four contest and also the 7th issue of Bastards and Whores. He’s also in a cool band called Vomit Bus! Download resume

Contact: troy.farah@gmail.com

 

 

C. Bass is a grown man from the caliente deserts of Arizona. Why he chooses to write and throw tantrums like a child despite his proper training and education could be the subject of a Dickens novel. Some say he was raised by wolves. Some merely label him “eccentric”. Whatever the case may be, C. Bass spends his off-time (which is really his on-time) having adventures and making merry, and he spends his on-time (which is really his off-time) brooding over the problems of mankind and solving mysteries.

Contact: jabsco.walter@gmail.com

Website: dirtygaijins.blogspot.com/

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mene Tekel is a vandal, terrible photographer that still thinks film is in style and occasional columnist for Filthfiller, notable for certain ‘Wormery posts, Abandoniers! and the majority of Foto Filth. He is the author of a collection dream stories called Lucid Fluids and the children’s book Everybody Poops, But Not Everybody Eats. He was born in the fire and will die in the fire.

Contact: fireserphent@gmail.com

 

 

 

 

 

SUBMISSIONS

Hey, wanna see your stuff appear here? Filthfiller is currently accepting exciting interviews, art, photos or other pretty images, music, journalism, literary fiction (so nothing sci-fi, romance or anything you’d find on the checkout racks of a supermarket) and any other bullshit you want to email us. We are currently NOT accepting reviews of any sort or any more offers to grow our dicks. Thanks for understanding.

PAYMENT: None. This magazine doesn’t even have ads, let alone funds. But, we can offer you credit and links back to your website, blog, Tumblr or whatever else you want folks to see. Plus, if we like your stuff enough, we’ll conduct a short interview with you. You’ll almost be famous.

RESPONSE TIME: Patience is a virtue, but expect no more than three months for a response on unpending things like short stories or photography. Everything else will be dealt with accordingly.

RIGHTS: You retain all rights to your work, however, Filthfiller asks for First Rights and specifically First Internet Publication, with an option on First Anthology Rights for 18 months (which, if exercised, we’ll find some way to compensate you financially). Sound like a deal? Then sail your filth and/or filler on the waves of the internet to our editor at troy.farah @ gmail.com

Specialty Gunk Runner

  • Last Night: The Donkeys at Yucca Tap Room 5/14/12

    Originally published in Phoenix New Times’ Up On The Sun

    It’s hard to tell your friends “I’m going to the Donkeys show” with a straight face. No, not some perverted freak-show in Mexico. I mean the psychedelic San Diegan blues rockers The Donkeys, who tore the Yucca Tap Room apart with their ’60s-inspired pop and ’70s-era jams, a blend that’s earned praise from indie contemporaries like The Mountain Goats and The Hold Steady. The Donkeys treated the bar and lounge like they were regulars, which is pretty close to the truth — this is hardly their first rodeo in Tempe. . . . → Read More: Last Night: The Donkeys at Yucca Tap Room 5/14/12

  • Tekel’s Book of the Month Club Returns!

    This isn’t some Oprah bullshit. We read kickass books and at the end of it, have a swag party with cocktails, cigars and coke. Most of all, we talk all posh about literature. It’s an incentive to read and discuss ideas rather than what’s on TV or who’s sleeping with who.

    Tekel’s Book of the Month Club existed in some form as a weird Facebook group, but now it’s public. Anyone can (and should) join!

    As such, the rules have changed a little bit. Any book, even books you’ve read a hundred times before, can be suggested. Send suggestions . . . → Read More: Tekel’s Book of the Month Club Returns!

  • The Filthfiller Interview: Jerking-off, spider dongs and BDSM photographer Natacha Merritt natacha_merritt_spiny_plant

    San Francisco-based photographer, Natacha Merritt, made waves in 2000 with her book Digital-Diaries, an erotic exploration of her excellent sex life as she toured the underground S&M and slut-sex scenes. The book moved over 300,000 copies, featured in everything from The Wall Street Journal to Playboy to Rolling Stone.

    So what do you after your pornographic diary becomes a best-seller? Well, for Merritt, she went back to school to study biology. Perhaps that’s an odd choice, but between photographing Cirque du Soleil performers and amateur models, she was getting close and personal with arachnid genitalia. Her passion for sex . . . → Read More: The Filthfiller Interview: Jerking-off, spider dongs and BDSM photographer Natacha Merritt

  • Rock Monster: Flagstaff’s Tonsil Yeti gets by (and triumphs) with a little help from their friends 1812Cover1

    Published on 03/22/2012 in Flag Live

    (Author’s note: This article was the blood and sweat of over eight months, where it was post-poned and delayed repeatedly. I feel like I became really close with the band in that time and I’m finally glad to see it in print. Enjoy it uncensored after the break.)

    It took a number of beer-pounding sessions before settling on the offbeat name Tonsil Yeti. Other suggestions thrown about were Bronson Johnson, Six Year Old Girls, Konkey Dong, Vagiant (taken, as it turns out), and Bloody Sex. But what exactly is a Tonsil Yeti? To . . . → Read More: Rock Monster: Flagstaff’s Tonsil Yeti gets by (and triumphs) with a little help from their friends

  • Phoenix Indie-Rock Band Knesset Is Big in Japan

    By Troy Farah Mon., Mar. 19 2012 at 7:00 AM in Phoenix New Times

    Released last year, Coming of Age is an appropriate title for Knesset’s first album, as the band is only now starting to step up locally. Pronounced KA-NESS-ET and named after the legislative branch of the Israeli government, these locals have played in the background of Phoenix since 2007. ”[Originally] we wouldn’t play shows that often,” explains Knesset’s frontman Evan Fox. “We’d play shows, see what worked or what didn’t and we’d stop for a few months, which is probably a terrible idea, which is why things are just now starting to pick up.”

    . . . → Read More: Phoenix Indie-Rock Band Knesset Is Big in Japan