Pointless Man

I don't care what the Bible says about everyone actually knowing God is real. Psh. When I invoke God, the casual blasphemy is only made sweeter by my utter lack of belief in anything remotely like a deity. Silly ass nonsense.

In speaking of Phonogram (which is excellent, self indulgent work, by the way), I mentioned how weird it was to realize 12 years had passed since I discovered Britpop, and to think on just how good and dead the scene was now. Whereas it had once been vibrant, canny, and full of promises, it seems mostly dated and silly in retrospect. I loved that stuff once, you know. Some of it still hits me. Well, I had one of those moments this morning before heading off for work. Different material, though. For some reason, I was thinking about late '90s J-rock. It's been about five years since I was avidly following Japanese pop culture in the form of manga, anime, and music. Anyway, I decided to check up on a few bands I remembered from back then. Luna Sea, Siam Shade, the Yellow Monkey. Broken up, years ago. All gone. No more. About the closest I've ever become to being part of a 'scene' was my time from '97 to '01 as an otaku, anime fanboy, or whatever you want to c...

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I remember in high-school, I was digging on the Velvet Goldmine soundtrack . Now, Roxy only contributed maybe a song or two to that disc, but their influence was all over it, what with a couple covers, a track from Bryan Ferry, and another from Brian Eno. My brother, Devin, came down the stairs with a couple of stoner friends, declaring, "You listen to some gay music," or so. Heh. Like I care. Roxy Music is the awesome. Anyone who hates on them doesn't like their rock creative. I think probably told him I'd kick his ass if he liked, regardless. Course, he ducked that fight.

I'm a sucker for being let in on the creative process, especially when such need and joy are part of it. I can dig that. --This post will be expanded upon later, I think.--

Which is to say, I don't. Need a TV. When I've got T. Rex.

Gotta get back into drawing comics, and not just a page here or there, unconnected to anything else. First thing is to get a few more pages of 3 Guys, 1 Gun --at least finish their first adventure. Then I gotta have Pointless Man actually kill the Backstreet Boys. He's been waiting almost a year to do that. Once I get those done, I want to start work on a more realistic project of short stories. I'm thinking of relating some of the tales I have from my folks about some of their Chicago pals back when they were still in college. Figure I might call it 'Chicago Badass'. I need to buy myself a recorder so I can get some of their tales down right. I also want to make a graphic version of The Truncated Holy Quest of the Jack Daniels . If I do a few of these in black and white, I can probably self publish some of them outside of the net at relatively low cost, and without having to figure out a good answer to all my troubles with scanning in hand coloured art. I'm at a p...