Sorry for the lack of content last week, folks. One half of the FSD Concern ran wild in the streets of PHL while the other did the same in the streets of PDX. It happens. Your cell starts ringing and it’s Life on the other end. Always take the call.
Keep your browser glued to this page this week, as the Generally Trustworthy Miltonian Content resumes its steady pace and things get back to Normal. We’ve got not one but two mini-documentaries chronicling E. Bader’s Epic One-Week Adventure in the Tri-State area, as well as a Premium collection of digitally recorded photographs to share. You can go home again, apparently.
The above photograph was taken at Making Time. Credit: Yapsnaps.
We’re keeping this one simple because frankly we are a.) falling asleep, b.) in dire need of a nap because c.) after our nap we are going to:
N+1 launch party at the Loggernaut Reading Series at Disjecta (5 SE 3rd, Sat Dec 8, 7:30 pm, $6 ). We can’t not go to this one. We read N+1. Sometimes we laugh at N+1. Often we root for N+1. So yeah, we’ll be at this.
After which, Seattle’s Cave Singers at Doug Fir. Pete from this band is an old, old friend of ours who we haven’t seen in years. This is the reunion. Also, this is the Cave Singers;
I saw them Monday and it was the best thing I ever did in my
stupid life. They always had something to say between songs and
sometimes it was silly (”I can’t hear you New York!”) but most
times it was a gem like “It’s been one thousand years…one
thousand years of oppression! NOW WE RIDE TO GLORY!” That’s
the way I prefer to start off a song. The lead singer is a 7
foot tall bearded Swedish man wearing a horn filled with beer.
The band would drink from their horns between songs and toast us
in the crowd (”Fellow Vikings”). Performance was great.
For the encore, I felt stirred to battle!, and I pushed up to
the front of the audience but it smelled really bad up there.
Plus it was a melee up in the front. In the bathroom after the
show there were two poor dudes who were bleeding into the sinks
from busted noses - surely Odin has saved a steed and a helm in
Valhalla for these fallen warriors. I bought an Amon Amarth
t-shirt but now I realize it looks like a shirt for a roller
coaster or maybe Disneyland “Pirates of the Caribbean.”
I still think the lyrics on their new album are incredible. I’m
convinced now that Viking imagery is a very effective way to
convey somber and heroic themes.
Your pal,
Art Andrews
Our pal Art Andrews does a great, great show with our other pal, Julia Factorial, on our favorite radio station on the planet, WPRB Princeton. Find out more and listen to it here.
His Honor the Rev. Sir Shaine Edwards has this message for you, the people of Earth (Portland in Particular):
Tired of seeing the same old bullshit art every First Thursday?
Had it with high-priced bamboozle-ry, bereft of intergalactic imagery?
Does the thought of seeing YET ANOTHER graphic depiction of “cute” animals or unicorns or some other retarded shitpile that this town churns out by the boatload every month make you want to vomit?
ME TOO!
That is why discriminating art connoisseurs such as myself will choke the halls of Floating World Comics tonight to catch a glimpse of SPACENIGHT: A Tribute To Bill Mantlo!
SEE more than a hundred illustrations of ROM the Spaceknight (Wraithslayer, Hero of Galador, and unashamed resident of Clairton, WV)!
FEEL the artistic sensation Brian Michael Bendis describes as “Nerdgasm”!
HEAR the terrified cries of the Dire Wraiths as they flee Our Hero!
All proceeds will go to benefit Bill Mantlo (who also gave us Rocket Raccoon, which is probably better than anything YOU ever did for your fellow man, but that’s an art show in itself…).
Don’t say we never gave you anything. And don’t say we never gave you nearly seven minutes of Seventies Mego Planet of the Apes action figure commercials, because, well duh, we just did.
