A collection of stuff, things, nonsense, rants, raves, pretties, sillies, and gee-gaws from Rev. Hugo Nebula, Ordained Minister of the Church of the SubGenius.
(And boobs. Sometimes there are boobs. Just like in real life.)
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“Since the 1980s, comic artist and Maxx creator Sam Kieth has been one of medium’s finest spinners of tripped-out phantasmagoria. Here, Anna Breslaw looks back, forward, and directly at Kieth and discusses why his works have resonated with her over the years…”
Jimmy Page cursed himself. He felt like he would never write anything that held up to Joni Mitchell’s work. Brahms was always beating himself up because he wasn’t Beethoven. John Cage, an avant-garde composer…his teacher, [Arnold] Schoenberg, said, “well, you have no sense of melody and you’re going to run up against a wall.” Well, John Cage just said, “I’ll just beat my head against that wall.”
“I also drew a whole issue of The Maxx that’s not lettered, but it is colored. None of the issue was ever printed. It was sometime towards the end. I’m not exactly sure where it would fit in, because I stopped at issue thirty-five. I did that because I was driving everybody crazy in the end. It’s this long lost Maxx issue. I had forgot I had it, and then I found it. I was like, Holy Crap! There’s a Maxx issue that I don’t even remember drawing.”
“One of the problems with me doing these superhero books is that I tend to do stories from the inside-out. I write about things that are usually more modern stories and have to do with emotional pain rather than characters fighting on a rooftop and a lot of physical jeopardy.”
“This is kind of a weird place in my life because I have so much material that no one has seen, and the whole question is how to get it out there? Part of me wants to sit on it until comics come back. Then again, comics may not come back. We’ll just stop killing trees and everything will be online.”
Comic Book Resources counts off the best of the recently defunct WildStorm Studios.
A lot of Alan Moore (League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, my obvious favourite), a lot of Warren Ellis (plumping for Global Frequency) as well as some obscure gems (Automatic Kafka and Mr Majestic).
Quibbles? I’m pretty sure that WildStorm never published James Robinson’s and Paul Smith’s lovely Leave it to Chance, and the list does not include Sam Kieth’s two Zero Girl mini-series, and his masterwork (and what I would consider to have been WildStorm’s best publication) Four Women.