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Posted on 04.05.07 by Widge @ 2:57 am
Comments on this: none yet. Add your own. ![]() Well, I'm not here to give you a rundown on the latest Previews. Chris over at the Invincible Super-Blog does that much better than I could hope to. I'm here because I still get Previews even though I can't remember the last time I found something while flipping through it that I decided I positively had to special order. And while flipping through, I noticed something. On pages 64-66 of the April Previews, you had one, two, three covers with blood on them. Batman #667 has a nice helping of blood and Robin #163 does as well. In fact, the Robin cover makes it look like Robin is in pain. Since we already know that DC Comics writers are not only passing off bad fanfic as writing but also are closet sadomasochists (since they never seem to lose an opportunity to inflict pain or rape or both upon their heroes--their heroes, mind you), I started to wonder: if I looked at all the DC covers, what would I find? Categorized as: Columns
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Posted on 03.05.07 by Rob Levy @ 11:53 pm
Comments on this: just one. Add your own. Thanks to all of you for taking time away from the silly Anna Nicole Smith news and Arena Football League season to read my column. It is much appreciated. ![]() The Grammys were mighty boring. I don't really care two cents about them. They are decided on by people whose musical tastes have no bearing on mine whatsoever. Plus any excuse to not see Don Henley is fine by me. I don't really care about The Dixie Chicks but I don't think they deserved to win every single award, especially when Gnarls Barkley clearly had the Single of the Year. The Single of the Year should go to the song that crosses over and impacts the most people that year. "Crazy" clearly did this. It was on rock, urban and contemporary hit radio stations. It was played in The Gap, hotel lobbies, sports highlight clips, Starbucks and every car driving down the street. During the spring and summer months you could not escape it. Magically, despite the overkill, "Crazy" never wore out its welcome. It never made you throw your hands up in exasperation and scream "Enough already!" This is the trademark of a great pop single and Gnarls Barkley clearly deserved to win this. Categorized as: Books and Columns and Music
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Posted on 12.23.06 by Rob Levy @ 5:25 am
Comments on this: none yet. Add your own. As we slam the door on 2006 we look at 2007 with the usually end of the year suspicion. After all popular culture really floods the market right after the holidays In order to meet that first quarter profit margin. It's a dangerous time: books, films, comics and music are loaded with good things, bad things disguised as good things and completely useless crap completely undisguised. With that in mind caveat emptor! Upon deep reflection, the greatest Christmas song of all time is "Fairytale of New York" by The Pogues. It took nearly two years to write and forced Shane MacGowan to "raise his game" in order to match the perfect vocals of Kirsty MacColl. Their duet about a drunk who won at horses and a terribly disenfranchised and pissed off lover somehow manages to snarl, scream and punch itself into a "aw shucks it's Christmas so let's figure all this out later" ending. It is powerful, poignant and ripped full of anger and rage. It's like a fistfight with a nice kiss at the end. Remaking "The Year Without A Santa Claus" is the dumbest idea since having a trilogy of Christmas movies with Tim Allen. The new version was pure excrement. There was something oddly fun about the Twisted Sister Christmas album. I am so glad their Xmas gift to the world was quitting. Categorized as: Books and Columns and Music
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