|What will you Joup today?|
Ladies and Gentlemen, although tagged by Tommy last week I, Shawn C. Baker will not be presenting this week’s Joup Friday album to you. Instead, I am using my turn to introduce the newest member of our rotation, the lovely, the talented Sara Farr!!! ************************ My relationship with U2 began about the time that “The Joshua Tree” came out. It was the first time that an album seemed to resonate with my life, and I even remember calling the radio station in Fort Wayne, Ind., to request “I Still Haven’t Found What I’m Looking For” when the boy I had a crush on moved away to a different town without saying goodbye. (In my defense; I was a very emotional 12-year-old living in a very rural Ohio town.) Ten years later, I was living in a relatively progressive, mid-size city a few hours from [more]
I’ve been reading comics for more of my life than not and since almost day 1 there have always been women’s names I associated as key creators within the medium. For me Ann Nocenti and Louise Simonson were first, Karen Berger was a little bit later. These are women who actively helped define my world by defining the books that I read, books that helped shape the interior landscape I then in turn used to define the world around me as I grew up in the 80s and 90s. Ms. Nocenti’s work on Daredevil and Spiderman and Mrs. Simonson’s work as both editor and later writer on the X-books were among the earliest comics I fell in love with preadolescence. Later, in high school, many of the key books and creators that Karen Berger brought to her Vertigo imprint at DC etched [more]
Looking forward to it snowing this year? No?! Can you pinpoint the exact moment at which your sense of wonder blackened, crumbled and blew away on the breeze? Maybe it was the day you saw Channel 4’s 1982 animated adaptation of Raymond Briggs’ ‘The Snowman’. Every time the subject of snow comes up at this time of year I inevitably end up gnawing on the knuckles of my clenched fist as a means of both plugging my mouth and preventing me from raining a flurry of punches upon those balking at the fact that this astonishing annual phenomenon might prevent them from, wait for it, getting to work. If opening your curtains to a completely transformed world no longer gives you a total soul blow job, you are of no further use to anyone other than your delighted boss and/or as a daily cautionary tale to your kids. Not [more]
I’m going to a wedding tomorrow…so let’s talk about Sunn O))). When listening to Sunn O))), I get the feeling that I’ve just wandered into something I have no business being privy to, that I’ve just witnessed something never intended for my eyes. It’s like finding oneself the unexpected audience member of some archaic ritual, a sacrifice to the ancient gods, a blood ceremony of cloaked witches dancing to firelight in a black forest. This is all very evident in the experimental drone doom metal duo’s 2009 record Monoliths and Dimensions, the band’s seventh studio album. Whether it be the deep and unsettling spoken word sections of “Aghartha,” the haunting choirs on “Big Church (Megszentségteleníthetetlenségeskedéseitekért),” or just the general unease and foreboding created by the heavy and droning guitar effects throughout, the whole album feels like the score to something evil [more]
Holy cow. Now this my friends, this is John Constantine. I mean, if you can hold in your mind’s eye the *eck* movie version from 2005, add to it the current NBC version and then watch this short made with a super small budget and barely any effects at all, well, I think you’ll agree that this isn’t just John Constantine done right, this is John Constantine done probably as close to perfect as we’re ever going to get in our lifetime by a video production company. Hats off to Waking Dream Studios and all the fantastic talent that went into making this short, which is gloriously set in the DC/Vertigo continuity – not the Constantine-lite, New 52 reboot of the character, which started out okay in the very first issues of [more]
I will admit that when I first heard about Scott Snyder and Jock’s Wytches my interest was tinged with a small swathe of trepidation. I don’t mean to sound like a dick, but after recently re-reading Snyder and Sean Murphy’s The Wake I wasn’t too hot on the idea of jumping on a new series by Snyder. This is because, in The Wake‘s case, I love the set-up, LOVE the art (Sean Murphy can do no wrong in my book) and love the characters, love the story and the way it’s two stories that tell one bigger story. What I didn’t necessarily love however was the ending. Honestly, it left me a bit flat. Of course it’s true that the journey is just as important as the destination, but I just don’t know if the ending to The Wake does the rest of the story [more]
Dw/C Halfpint: Where Does He Get Those Wonderful Toys?