A lot of semi-shit jobs, especially in post-industrial rural areas with service jobs like helping the elderly, require a pisstest, and 2-Strats isn’t standing for it. Sometimes inspiration comes from deeply-rooted sources and isn’t immediately apparent…
Almost forgot to mention Smuttywood, whose charming integrants I met at Local Color during their zine fest in downtown San José. They make comics about either famous people’s dicks and boobs or famous people portrayed as dicks and boobs. The thing that caught my attention, however, was the photographic zine Men are Disposable, which I regrettably didn’t buy, but which you can order at their site. They make great gifts!
Ben Passmore is an artist living in New Orleans and of course dipshit me just now found out about him. Got an ad in the care package from Birdcage Bottom (who also distribute Those Dark New Hampshire Woods) about his apparently funny Goodbye, and now my friends at Èxitos Gnosis just brought me back Pantomime Horse 1 from Skylight Books in Hollywood. Passmore is great, to paraphrase the white supremacist and child rapist you just elected president, and you all should check out his stuff.
The zine is intentionally as in-the-moment and ambiguous as possible, swinging for the purpose of explanation between two worlds that presumably represent different generations of a family. What I like most is how Passmore presents a narrative in pictures but then has the characters talk around an unspoken truth at the center of the story. Not to bring up 2666 again, but it reminded me of the toilet water circling around the void that is the narrative style of 2666. I guess I’ll have to read the rest of them to find out.
It ends with a letter addressed to someone with whom the speaker was confined to a place he or she had to flee from. It may be written by Passmore the person or by some character. All in all, a rousing and spooky zine. Thanks Ben! Visit him at Day Glo Ayhole.
Thanks to my sometime camarada Rose Booker for this. Check out Cory Thomas as much as you can, and try to imagine where other people are at whenever you pass them by.
So it’s only now occurred to me that there is a MAD covers website, basically the one thing we were hoping to get out of the internet in 1996, and now it’s here. Thanks Doug Gilford!
The first MAD I ever got can be seen here. The back cover was pretty instructive at that age. The whole thing makes one really miss Heavy Metal, Omni, print media in general, when a guy could almost make a living painting pictures for magazines. My adolescence was basically about watching this stuff die and get replaced by shitty memes made with old pictures.
So just now found out that Micah Warren finally found his home –as we all knew he ought –in Pork Magazine’s Rock & Rule Records, a place for finding art often as goofy and derivative as Glitter Wizard’s whole act, which Micah has lovingly been doing for like 10 friggin years. Good job Micah!
So if you’re gonna finally buy that Sean Aaberg coloring book, get a Glitter Wizard record too because you know Micah’s Ditch Grease Hair Gel isn’t cheap.
Being that they’ll publish any old junk, maybe I should send them some comics…
F K Waechter is my frigging hero. Just tripped over a copy of his “Es lebe die Freihei” in the library bookstore and it’s hella funny. Just draw something and then make a silly caption for it. Deadpan, nonsense, stoner humor, very inspiring to me. I used to be silly…
The cartoon shown below says “In increasing age it was ever more necessary for me to use two-handed drawing.”