Spider-Man sketch, and I went a little overboard.
Captain America. Taxi Driver. The smell of turpentine.
Southern white guilt and Northwestern liberal bias. Self-loathing and Tube Screamers, Big Muffs and vintage pornography.
I skin my knuckles and I feel a little stronger. I sweat and I think it means I’m a worker. I prefer nightmares to a good night’s sleep.
Last night’s show at the Sunset Tavern was fun. The band, which currently consists of me and Aarons Huffman and Brown, with fill-ins from Rob Knop, was short-handed due to Aaron Huffman’s having a baby (Lionel!). So it was seat of the pants.
And the pants held up despite occasional lapses. Was told we were tighter than in the past, which is funny since we had very little practice. Played with Gavin Guss, who is a song monster, and ABrown and I did a cover of Gavin’s “With You”, which seemed to flatter him (fucked up the lyrics in the last verse and never got the angularity out of the guitar solo that I got in practice, though; gonna work on that and get it in shape).
More angles! 90 degree turns ahead. I expect they’ll show up in my comics, too.
Rare art of the day: Pages 4 & 5 from ‘Beer Bottle Blues’ by David Mazzucchelli, done for Kodansha, c. 1995-96 (sides unfortunately cropped), presented in proper right-to-left format.
Since interest in the last post here was so high, (thank you, Tom Spurgeon at The Comics Reporter), today’s post offers a bit more from the same strip.
‘Beer Bottle Blues’ was a 6-page strip created for Kodansha’s Morning magazine between 1995 and 1996. I don’t believe it was ever published in the US. I wish the images I have did not have the sides cropped a bit, but it’s all I have ever seen. Were pages from the strip exhibited at his 2009 ‘Sounds and Pauses’ show at MoCCA? If anyone has more information on this strip, please feel free to share.
Neko Case. Coke Zero. Shoulder hurts, neck pinching. Semi-successful STUMPTOWN pages on the desk (after three false starts).
Tomorrow night the Capillaries return to the Sunset, where I met Machelle four years ago. Different lineup, same songs—I’ve been remiss.
Feeling full of ideas, art swimming around in there in fragments and in vivid fluids, trying not to lose them in the grey water, trying to spit them out full-color.
John Sloan, Aaron Gorson.
Oil wells off the coast of Venice, CA and the fetid canals and lagoons.
Superheroes are the power-pop of American art.