From MC5 to Blink-182, and all the cultural aspects that were spawned from the all-encompassing movement. The fashion, safety pins, crude language, and ‘zines.
I enjoyed the last two pages: A story he wrote for his niece when she was upset about moving. It hilarious and better by far than the rest of the book.
Legend of Zelda with ass-kicking Japanation at it’s best. The art is very pleasing to the eye: Boxy, sharp angles, a video game without the pixilation.
Simple, black and white, blocky, boxy and art deco, with all the factories, wheels, and cogs for a backdrop. The story is slow at first, worth your time.
This is Edward Gorey and Shel Silverstein after they finish off a handle of Jack and double-team Mother Goose, the sick fucks. Juvenile, silly, and I like it.
The set up is similar to Garfield, except instead of a dog, it’s a bear, and instead of being stupid, it’s quite smart. And Looshkin is WAY more fucked up.