Feast of Hate and Fear was a print fanzine from 1990 through 1998. The fanzine contained articles on subjects such as social and political issues to film, books and the music scene. It also ran many pirated comics, and republished rare and out-of-print (though copyrighted) material, with the usual underground music, video and fanzine reviews, plus the cut-n-paste artwork and layout found in so many desktop published zines of the late 1970s through today.
Feast of Hate and Fear was created by Miami, Florida local, and vocalist for the metalcore outfit Timescape Zero, Adel Souto. FHF began in 1990, after two earlier fanzines (Evolution, 1987, and To the Left, 1987–1989) gained him a bit of press in other fanzines such as Maximum RocknRoll and Flipside. Though he officially brought Feast of Hate and Fear to a halt in 1998, its last printed issue was released in 1997.
In 2001, Souto opted to place much of what was in the fanzine on the internet. The Feast of Hate and Fear website holds a huge virtual library of rare texts and manifestos, many - though not all - of Souto's original FHF, as well as newer articles, plus current music and DVD reviews, free outsider music downloads and the Ever-Increasing Interview Project, which is an ongoing project to get as many people involved in film and music to answer the same ten philosophical questions.
Issues of the original print fanzines can be found in the Austin Zine Library as well as the New York City Fanzine Museum Collective (NYCFMC).
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Famous quotes containing the words feast of, feast, hate and/or fear:
“My prime of youth is but a frost of cares,
My feast of joy is but a dish of pain,
My crop of corn is but a field of tares,
And all my good is but vain hope of gain:
The day is past, and yet I saw no sun,
And now I live, and now my life is done.”
—Chidiock Tichborne (1558–1586)
“There St. John mingles with my friendly bowl
The feast of reason and the flow of soul;”
—Alexander Pope (1688–1744)
“There’s no nation under the sun can beat the English for ill-politeness: for my part, I hate the very sight of them; and so I shall only just visit a person of quality or two of my particular acquaintance, and then I shall go back again to France.”
—Frances Burney (1752–1840)
“Thir dread commander: he above the rest
In shape and gesture proudly eminent
Stood like a Towr; his form had yet not lost
All her Original brightness, nor appear’d
Less than Arch Angel ruind, and th’ excess
Of Glory obscur’d: As when the Sun new ris’n
Looks through the Horizontal misty Air
Shorn of his Beams, or from behind the Moon
In dim Eclips disastrous twilight sheds
On half the Nations, and with fear of change
Perplexes Monarchs.”
—John Milton (1608–1674)