Jenny sez: “Crad Kilodney sold his self-published books on the streets of Toronto for 15 years. He would stand on Bloor, Yongue and Queen streets with a placard around his neck with various messages like ‘Sewer Terror Burgers’ or ‘Degenerate Literature for the walking dead of Canada’ with sales pitches like: ‘I have no arms and legs (he’s fully appended), won’t you please buy my books?’ He was always wired with a hidden microphone to record his encounters on the street, and would later compile cassettes of the most interesting encounters, and sell them along with his books. Virtually unknown and completely disregarded in Toronto, a visiting Robert Crumb once devoted his entire interview to talking about Crad. Now retired, Crad contributes monthly to jagular.com, (where you can read some other interesting diatribes by the site’s host). Sorry this reads like a fucking ad. Crad has been a dear friend of mine for the last 12 years, and he loves getting mail from anyone. His autobiographies (Excrement and Putrid Scum) are hilarious and painful to read. I just wish more people knew about dear old Crad.”Link Discuss