Comments Off | Posted: March 23rd, 2006 | Filed under: Uncategorized
Man alive, I drank quite a lot of beer last night. Thank Zod I’ve got Diesel Cafe here to make sure that I have enough caffeine to counter the ill effects I would otherwise experience.
Now, let’s talk about some comic books as I read them. That’s right – live comicsblogging, and you get to be at the vanguard of this Web 2.0 phenomenon!
9:56
Playlist on Mother Box selected – Dub and Reggae will help me, certainly. Mad Professor’s got horns and deep beats pushing me forward. Look at me, getting ready to break new ground in comics blogging.
9:58
I realize that I read Brian Wood and Kristian’s Supermarket #2 this morning in the bathroom and should write about it. It’s a huge improvement over the (very good) second issue, with Swedish Porn Stars, the Yakuza, and heavy doses of irony along with some gorgeous art.
9:59
Pick up Jeremiah Harm #2 and commence to reading it.
10:07
Finish Jeremiah Harm and decide to write about it, but first I’ve got to put a little more sugar in this coffee and clear my plate and everything.
10:08
Ok, so Jeremiah Harm‘s second issue was a big improvement over the first, with the action from deep space to the Bronx. I guess the first issue’s opening in the typical Lobo Space Setting put me off more than I thought.
10:11
Start to read Gun Fu: Showgirls Are Forever #1 after fiddling with Mother Box’s equalization feature, which is paltry at best. Apple, you really should give me an equalizer I can tweak myself.
10:16
Realize I’ve been doing the stupid “White Boy Bobbing His Head To Reggae” dance. Pray that the rasta dude over there didn’t see me.
10:20
Wow, Shum and Sim packed a lot of action and sexist attitudes into that comic book! Yes, there’s a heavy glaze of humor dripped over the entire thing and a few lines made me chortle, but I feel vaguely guilty afterwards. Darryl Young’s art suits the affair perfectly, though, with a few touches that elevated the entire affair.
10:22
Hawkgirl. Has. Thought. Balloons.
Oh my stars and garters.
10:23
Hawkgirl is, apparently, very cold despite living in Louisiana.
10:25
Kendra’s friend Danny wears checked Vans.
10:29
I decide I really, really like this Hawkgirl comic. It’s got two creators at the top of their game playing to each other’s strengths perfectly and it’s doing something different from the book’s prior take, which was “Dude with wings beats the crap out of stuff.” Not that there’s anything wrong with that, but switching things up is nice.
10:33
Nextwave #3 turns Bad Lieutenant into a comedy. Brilliant.
10:35
I don’t know who I love more: Dirk Anger or Ellis’s take on Boom-Boom.
10:36
“You have bought an episode of Nextwave unless you stole it off the internet.”
I weep tears of pure joy.
10:38
Answer to my earlier question: I love Elsa Bloodstone the most.
10:39
Now I read Daredevil.
10:43
I’ve decided I would read a Brubaker series about J. Jonah Jameson bitching out Ben Urich.
10:46
Well, that’s interesting. If Brubaker can pull this off – and I’m on the fence about this – this comic could be as good as some people on other blogs have decided it is. There’s a lot of stage-setting and a feeling of movement in this, reminding me of the best of the Bendis run, which I love to pieces but freely admit sputtered fairly often with things like six issues of demon babies.
10:51
Now I’m going to read this Sgt Rock comic book and try to ignore the couple making out at the counter. Christ, people, it’s not even 11AM yet!
10:55
Oh, shit. That’s just cold, Joe Kubert.
At least that Nazi fuck got what he deserved.
10:58
I decide that I have enough time to read the new Jeffrey Brown before I head into work. In order to maximize the Emo factor, I switch over to a Death Cab For Cutie album.
11:03
Wow, I just want to sit here and cry for a while and I’m not even that sad.
And that couple are still stroking and touching and gazing into each other’s eyes. Eww.
11:16
Jeffrey Brown wouldn’t have been coughing for two weeks straight if he’d stayed home instead of slutting around with all these indie girls.
Wait a minute. What am I saying? What’s a little chest rumble compared to a never-ending parade of fine ladies?
“We Laugh Indoors” by Death Cab For Cutie, btw, is totally the soundtrack to every Jeffrey Brown autobiocomic. Every Girl Is The End Of The World For Me is interesting because it’s both micro in detail, covering a narrow window of time compared to his other “girls” books, but displays a distance and maturity about everything he’s been through.
And now, I must away to work, where this will be uploaded and all two dozen of you will be amazed at my ability to liveblog my comics reading!
