The closest you can get to “a good Hole song” is the following. If there exists a female voice that science could prove is subconscious torture to heterosexual men, it would be Courtney Love’s. Continue reading
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Hole
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Machines Of Loving Grace
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Radiohead
I later found out the reason behind Yorke’s eyes blinking out of sync and I really should’ve just kept my mouth shut. I doubt he gives a shit however.
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That ’90s Comic Book
No, not Peter Bagge’s HATE. I mean that ’90s comic book you’ve never heard of.
A short-lived little funnybook called DROP DEAD, which any fool could see was inspired by Bagge’s neat stuff. Some kid who called himself Matty Boy Anderson was barely out of high school when he started cranking out copies, and timidly mailing them to review periodicals like Factsheet Five, and cartoonists he admired, such as Bagge, Roy (Trailer Trash) Tompkins, and Evan Dorkin.
It began in 1993, when self-publishing meant a trip to Kinko’s. The black & white interior was cheap to print (and fun to huff), but full-color covers were expensive. So typically an office color-copier was secretly abused for free, someplace prior. With a book stapler, you were all set to collate and fold your comix. This is the way it was done. Plus, not sinking your life savings into a print run left you more open to trading, which is also the way it was done. When you submitted your publication to Factsheet Five, you indicated whether trades were welcome. If you did, you found yourself with quite a “zine” collection, very rapidly.
It was actually pretty grand. Continue reading
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10 Reasons Why I Love Gummo
If you’ve never seen Harmony Korine’s 1997 meisterwerk Gummo, you are doing yourself a great disservice. Rarely do I recommend a film so unabashedly, or so often. It has been my favorite movie for almost a decade, regardless of mood. I’ve seen it a hundred times, easily, and it continues to amaze me in new ways. And yes, it shocks, in a manner I draw great inspiration from. But beyond its often hilarious jolts, Gummo is the most explicitly human and raw film I’ve ever seen. The believability of the scenes- some scripted, some improvised- is so overwhelming and authentic, it pulls you into their world with all the force of the tornadoes that set the film’s events in motion. And you may find yourself every bit as devastated in their wake.
Gummo loosely tells the story of the residents of Xenia, Ohio, a quasi-fictional town that was savaged by tornadoes at an indistinct point in the past, and never fully recovered. The film centers primarily on a small group of children, but as we explore their ruined world, we meet a larger cast of characters, almost all portrayed by “non-actors”. Some are legitimately mentally retarded. It all gels amazingly well, providing a heretofore unseen view of what liberal assholes call “white trash”. I love it so dearly that I could go on endlessly about it, so I’ve decided to instead whittle my thoughts down to my ten favorite (more or less) things about my favorite movie. Here we go! Don’t forget to put out the cat! For god’s sakes! Continue reading
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Where We Differ
If there’s one thing I’m certain of, more so than I am that the earth is round, it’s that you and I are different. I don’t know you personally, but I’d bet my bottom dollar we wouldn’t click. I know this from a life of experience. That, and every single person I encounter informs me of thus.
You might think I have a problem with being “different”. I don’t. You do. Out of some deluded sense of camaraderie you felt from one of my comics, you thought I was “like you”. Then, when you realized you were wrong, you attacked me. You all do this. On the internet, on Facebook, to my face. I’ve dealt with this shuck-and-jive routine my entire life. I’m not what you want me to be, so you decide you’re gonna give Big Bad Matty Boy a piece of your mind. Because I’m apparently your little toon-scribbling monkey. Time to bring me down a peg.
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Four Songs That Fudged Christmas
Behold, I softened the strip’s headline in a way that doesn’t make me want to puke (one could argue it’s a ‘topical reference’), but also won’t scare off potential sharing visitors. Of course, when they read the strip itself, then they want to puke. As long as you share, in the spirit of the season!
From 2004:
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A Cartoonist Goes To Jail
This is a project that will be previewed in the Bands I Useta Like Summer Super Special Spring Break Special. Expanded, it’ll be 48 pages- a page for every day I spent in Fulton County Jail. Doing these strips is sheer agony, so:
1. I’m looking into crowdfunding options, because not only would this require funds, I require motivation to do this instead of more fun things, like say anything else.
2. Individual pages will be for sale. Signed, whatever ya want.
Contact me for more information. I’ll let you see more if you’re nice to me.
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Softballz
SOFTBALLZ details the trials and tribulations of senior citizen Shelly Softballz, and his autumnal life as a hardworking newspaper cartoonist who’s never quite managed to hit the big leagues. It’s not for lack of trying, though; Shel’s work appears with some regularity in the Weekly Shopper, but only time will tell if he can conjure up that elusive million-dollar idea that’ll second-guess the syndicates. (Or at least a greeting card company.)
Originally posted on Mike the Pod, July, 2009
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