Tuesday, September 18, 2007
There are a few things that will surely work against it happening, but a boy can dream.
Kenny D. Pendleton stopped by the Image boards to promote a kind of interesting site (well, I think so, anyway). It's a collection of covers for books (you know...with spines) featuring superheroes.
I think I'll steal some of his bandwidth! I read a bunch of these when I was young. Most of them really blew me away (possibly having something to do with my age at the time, I guess).
I've heard this Blackhawk paperback is kind of rare. I still have my copy on a shelf. Read it as a kid (despite some fairly adult sexual innuendo), and loved it:
Marvel published a bunch of novels in the late seventies/early eighties, and I read a handful of them. Something about the prose description of the costumes and the relatively mature depiction of their personalities really grabbed me. This Avengers book by David Michelinie is one I remember devouring when I was in...I dunno...fifth grade?:
Years later I mentioned it in an APA I was in, and a member of the APA sent me his copy. I've resisted the temptation to reread it up to now.
This collection of stories about Marvel heroes grabbed me, too. I especially remember the Avengers story (which Jim Shooter also scripted for the comic), and the Daredevil story. I loved the X-Men story, too, but I was an X-Men freak as a kid:
I also read these, and I dug them all, if not as much:
Sheesh. What a geek.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Anyone who knows me knows I'm pretty obsessive about comic book (and comic strip) history, almost regardless of era or genre. While looking for something to read the other day, I realized I have stacks of comic book magazines in my storage room. So I pulled out the first Top Shelf issue of Comic Book Artist (with a beautiful Neal Adams/Alex Ross Superman cover), and found an engaging article on Art Spiegelman and Bill Griffith's ARCADE magazine, which was an attempt to bring underground talent to newsstands in a magazine format.
That got me in an underground mood, which always makes me want to draw. I have too much to do for that, but I did want to share this beautiful Crumb cover from the Fall, 1975 issue of ARCADE:
If you're ever curious about the heyday of the undergrounds, I highly recommend this book:
Thursday, September 13, 2007
November: HAWAIIAN DICK #1
December: HAWAIIAN DICK #2, HAWAIIAN DICK BYRD OF PARADISE TPB (reprint)
January: HAWAIIAN DICK #3, '76 #1
February: HAWAIIAN DICK #4, '76 #2, SUPERMAN CONFIDENTIAL #12
March: HAWAIIAN DICK #5, '76 #3, SUPERMAN CONFIDENTIAL #13
April: '76 #4, SUPERMAN CONFIDENTIAL #14
May: HAWAIIAN DICK #6, HAWAIIAN DICK SBT TPB (maybe), '76 #5
June: HAWAIIAN DICK #7, '76 #6
July: HAWAIIAN DICK #8, '76 #7
August: HAWAIIAN DICK #9, '76 #8
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Also...I just read a piece about Brittney Spears' robotic, awkward, slightly (and I mean slightly) overweight performace at the God-awful, what the fuck do we need these things for MTV Video Music Awards.
Is this what we're reduced to? Laughing at some poor girl who's desperately trying to find the right beat to dance to to get people to like her again? Why anyone in America longs for celebrity is beyond me. At some point we, as a society, decided that those in the public spotlight exist solely for our amusement, and when they falter, we can't spank our erections fast enough.
It's the same way in comics. Our disdain for artist A or artist B needs to be dragged onto message boards where we can tell fans of these artists how stupid they are for enjoying something. It's as if the haters have more fun hating than the fans have enjoying something. Then again, fans of artist A love nothing more than to spit on fans of artist B, so maybe everyone deserves each other.
I just feel sorry for the girl at this point. I don't see how she did anything to deserve the shit lobbed her way, but I guess that's what she gets for trying to, you know...entertain people.
If we don't like you, we love to hate you.
Sunday, September 09, 2007
Wednesday, September 05, 2007
You know...there in the "Image Comics' Baltimore Plans" thumbnail.
Direct link. No mention of the boys, but...a picture!:
One-of-a-kind was Roger Miller. Here he is with the anti-extremist "Where Have All the Average People Gone":
And latter day Roger (I miss the trim cut and the gray suit, personally), with an energetic take on "Me and Bobby McGee," which he was probably the first to record: