Comics Daze

It’s a sunny Sunday today, so what better way to spend it than on the couch, reading comics…

Tuxedomoon: Live At The Palms (1978)

13:54: Crash Site by Nathan Cowdry (Fantagraphics)

Oh, is this some kind of post Nick Drnaso thing? It has his colour scheme (which I hate), and his incompetent drawing style. And I loathe that cutesy lettering, but at least that’s not a Drnaso thing.

Oh, right. This is an edge lord book.

It’s all pretty much out of the bowels of the Internet. There are some funny bits in here, but you have to suffer through a lot of tedium to get to those bits.

Tuxedomoon: Live At The Palms (1978)

14:30: Hva skjedde egentlig med deg? by Jenny Jordahl (Cappelen Damm)

Heh. I don’t think I could have found a more stark contrast to the previous book…

This is a super-earnest book about being young and having weight issues. I was kinda grumbling my way through much of it (because it’s… kinda basic? I mean, it’s formulaic), but I ended up enjoying it. Touching end.

Various: Destination

14:46: Heart Shaped Tears by Abby Jame (Silver Sprocket)

So this is like a collection of Insta teenage ennui? Pages and pages of this stuff.

It’s so topical.

Yoko Ono: Feeling the Space

14:57: Monsters by Barry Windsor-Smith (Fantagraphics)

Oh, this is that book all of pap pap comics Internet was talking about the other month…

And I have to say: That new Fantagraphics logo? Meh?

Well, I guess it’s a kinda event that Windsor-Smith suddenly plonked down a 330 page book… he’s known for being kinda slow, right?

But this is… It’s like the most roundabout, long-winded version of the most hackneyed plot ever: There’s a Nazi super soldier project in the US army, and that guy up there is worried about it. That’s the recap of the first sixty pages, and I just can’t take any more of this, so I’m ditching the book at this point.

The nagging wife bits were the worst. Like nails on chalkboard.

I like some of the line work. The figures are all kinds of wonky.

Yoko Ono: Feeling the Space

15:32: Satania by Vehlmann & Kerascoët (NBM)

I remember their previous book well — it’s was totally squicky. But in a good way! I’m excited!

Hm… well… Beautiful Darkness got a lot of attention — it was very special. Harrowing and interesting. This is… Hm. It’s basically a journey to the centre of the Earth, and it’s suitably claustrophobic…

… but it’s just one thing after another? Sort of? I mean, it’s a pretty good story and everything, but it’s still disappointing.

Biting Tongues: Dont Heal

16:25: Et fristed på engen by Sean Karemaker (Fabel)

Oh, this is a Danish translation of a book published by Conundrum a couple years back… Feast of Fields… Well, that seems a bit backward. I mean, I’m not Danish.

Anyway, this is pretty special? It’s a very distinctive storytelling style.

I’m not quite sure where this lands on the personal-private scale… I think it’s on the “private” side? That is, it’s never clear why this story is being told? But it’s cool to finally read a story about an “orphanage” or whatchawantocall it where nothing bad happens?

I liked that. Very unexpected!

And I liked all the squares that are floating around on the pages.

17:15: Nap Time

A Certain Ratio: acr:box (3)

19:26: The Provocative Colette by Annie Goetzinger (NBM)

Oops. That was a long nap.

I really liked Goetzinger’s Girl in Dior, and this is almost as purdy…

… but the storytelling here is really, really choppy. It’s basically a recap of Colette’s life, and it’s names, places, books, names, places, books… It doesn’t allow much room for character at all.

I mean, I like it, but it’s a lot.

Nobukazu Takemura: The Quest is a Reward

20:23: Non #10 edited by Eric Reynolds (Fantagraphics)

Uhm. Did I miss the previous issue of this… …. I did! Darn! Mile High Comics have a tendency to miss drop the ball with their subscription service on the non-floppy stuff. But it’s been almost a year since the previous issue, so surely they’ve stocked up on good stuff? (Steven Weissman above.)

Non is the best anthology being published now, but this is the worst issue they’ve done. So perhaps the reason it’s taken this long for the issue to appear is that they’ve just not found good stuff? Even pieces by people I like, like MS Harkness above, are pretty slight.

*ding ding*

Takeout food arrives!

It was… er… as good as it looks.

Oh well.

I did like this piece by Silvia Rocchi, and there were a few other things that were OK, but it’s a disappointing volume.

Nobukazu Takemura: Child’s View

21:39: The Secrets of Chocolate by Franckie Alarcon (NBM)

So, this is a documentary book about chocolate? That sounds absolutely dreary…

… but it’s not. It’s such a lively, likeable book — it’s just hard to look at these pages without smiling.

Ana Roxanne: Ana Roxanne

22:37: Young Shadow by Ben Sears (Fantagraphics)

The artwork’s really charming — the figure design is solid. (What’s with all these out of focus snaps today… did I flip some settings on the camera? Hm…)

But I have to admit that I kinda zoned out halfway through. I don’t this it’s the book’s fault — it’s just not my kinda thing? I think a whole bunch of teenagers (and teenagers at heart) will love this book.

The Band: The Band (1)

23:50: Ince Memed vol 2 by Yaşar Kemal & Ismail Gülgeç (Bogfabrikken)

This is an old Danish album (late 80s) that I’ve never heard of before. That is, it’s in Danish, but it’s translated from Turkish? I’m intrigued!

This looks very 80s BD… more French than, say, Italian or Spanish, that is.

I don’t think you can say this is actually good, but it interesting. Here we learn that mountain bandits continued wearing fezzes after it had been “decided” that Turkish men should wear normal hats.

This is the story of a guy that joins a group of bandits, and has to come to a decision whether to really stay a bandit or not. I’ve read a lot worse.

The story ends on a “to be continued”, but no further volumes were translated, so I guess it wasn’t a rousing commercial success.

Or… translated… Apparently this Danish publisher published this in Turkish, too. I guess there wasn’t a big comics industry in Turkey at the time.

Or now, I imagine.

Bobbi Humphrey: Blacks and Blues

00:29: Sine Qua Non by Marcel Ruijters (Forlæns)

So this is a series of wordless shaggy dog stories about nuns in Medieval times…

I like this woodcut-a-like style, and there’s some gags in here that work, but I lost interest after a couple of these stories.

Adult.: Subsurface

00:38: The End

Well, that wasn’t the most inspiring selection of comics, was it? A third of them were, like, outright bad, and only a couple could be called “good”… and nothing really outstanding.

In a field.

So I think it’s time to go to bed.

PX05: Beyer’s Beasts

Beyer’s Beasts by Mark Beyer (148x223mm)

This is published by Dark Horse, and I wonder what was going on there for a brief second: They did this, the Amy & Jordan figures, and the Jimbo action figures — and then nothing more. (And nothing in this area before this.)

So this is a stationary set with Beyer illustrations. And some stickers.

With envelopes.

They do look good, but I wonder how many were actually used to send letters…

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PX03: The Asshole

The Asshole by Gary Panter (105x160mm)

This was originally published as a photocopied mini by Panter in 1979 — what I have here is the reprint he did in 2003 with stiff cardboard covers.

And I seem to have bought it in 2008? Possibly? Or later, I guess.

I’m not sure I would have guessed that this was Panter if I didn’t know — it’s a very straightforward story; very Underground and linear. The only “formal play” thing here is that all the characters look basically identical.

It’s a fun, brisk read, apparently drawn over four days in December 79. It’s got jokes and stuff. And murder. Lots of murder.

Dale Luciano interviews Panter in The Comics Journal #100, page 216:

PANTER: It’s just slop, but reality is
something different. I think it just reflects
anxiety about what can happen in everp
day life. The “Jimbo” stories represent ep
tremes of experience and you can come
away from this stuff relieved and thinking,
‘”Aren’t you happy your life’s not that ex-
citing?” mean, aren’t you happy life’s not
as exciting as having some psycho guy.
chase you around with a hatchet? That’s
the Henry Webb end of things. That was
just a black humor story, anxiety about
there really being some psycho people out
there who would hurt you if they could get
to you.
LUCIANO: (confused) Uh, referring
to—Oh, follow 2,ou, referring to The
Asshole?
PANTER: Yeah, The Asshole, whose
name is Henry Webb. That’s what I usually
call him, Henry Webb. That story was just
totally anxiety-produced.

The Comics Journal #264, page 198:

The Asshole
Gary Panter
One should never have to recom-
mend Gary Panter, whose approach to
comics is so primal and right-on that
those inspired by those inspired by those
inspired by the artist seem strange and
new. This was my favorite in a bunch Of
new minicomics released through his web
site at prices definitely not for the junk-
ethos minis crowd. What interests about
these specific books at this moment in
the medium’s development is that
through them you can view the fertile
period of the late 1970s and early 1980s
as groundwork for some of the almost
overpowering art Panter attempts now.

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PX86: Chemical Imbalance #4

Chemical Imbalance #4 edited by Mike McGonigal (215x275mm)

I was so impressed by #6 of this magazine — it was basically like a music version of The Comics Journal (format wise) — that I got this issue, too. #6 had a bunch of comics relevant to this blog series.

But this is a very different thing — it looks like it was typeset on a Mac, and has a much younger vibe.

It’s got lots of poetry.

We get a short interview with Harvey Pekar.

The first question the interviewer asks everybody is “what’s your favourite comic book”, which is fun.

And then we get some music review strips from Matt Howarth.

It’s very odd — this magazine changed utterly between #4 and #6, but I guess there’s nothing here that’s relevant for this blog series.

Oops! I guess I shouldn’t even have posted it. Well, too late now.

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PX91: Cheap Novelties: The Pleasures of Urban Decay

Cheap Novelties: The Pleasures of Urban Decay by Ben Katchor (202x193mm)

By this point, Penguin had taken over publishing Raw, so this is a kinda stealthy Raw One-Shot — it’s not presented as such on the front cover.

This is a collection of Katchor’s alt-weekly comic strip Julius Knipl, Real Estate Photographer. (Which isn’t mentioned on the front cover, either.)

The contents page is mysterious…

… but it all becomes er clear: Each strip is headed by some cheap novelty (also presented in the first panel of each strip with Knipl’s name on it). So these are trinkets Knipl give out to people to publicise his business.

So this all makes sense, but it makes me wonder whether those trinkets were also present in the original strip? I’m guessing so, but they eerily become part of the plot in the last section of the book.

But the bulk of the book are these one-pagers that have a certain calmness about them, and a sense of the absurd.

I mean… just imagining a newspaper weight industry…

Many of the strips have a kind of vague punchline of sorts — I mean, they’re funny. Others are more simply evocative.

Katchor’s artwork melds perfectly with the subject matter… kinda nostalgic for an imaginary age, with Knipl frequently striding forth in that determined manner.

Some of the strips are just beyond fabulous.

But as usual when reading these Knipl stories, it takes me a surprising amount of time. I find myself zoning out, and I have to re-read each strip several times to understand what’s happening. And I can’t read this entire book in one sitting: It’s like poetry; it takes a lot out of you.

The final section in this book is new stuff made specially for this book, I think? We finally get to visit the Cheap Novelty District, and we follow Knipl on a (thwarted) job, as well as a Venetian blind salesman. Their stories intertwine in oblique ways, and it’s all rather thrilling.

The Comics Journal #156, page 17:

Penguin Ceases Publication of
comics Albums

Penguin Books, one Of the few mainstream
American book publishers to print comics al-
bums. has decided to temporarily stop pub-
lishing them, according to Senior Editor David
Stanford. Penguin, which published such books
as From A to Zippy by Bill Griffith, Skin Deep
by Charles Burns, “tarts and All by Drew and
Josh Alan Friedman, Cheap Novelties by Ben
Katchor, and the anthologies Thisted Sisters and
RAW, will publish only tuo more comics col-
lections in 1993. Twisted Sisters II, originally
intended for publication by Penguin, will now
be published elsewhere.
Stanford, who has been with Penguin for
four-and-one-half years, edited the company’s
more avant garde comics projects (previously,
he worked at Henry Holt and Company, where
he edited books by Garry Trudeau, Charles
Schulz, Jeff MacNelly, Skip Morrow and Other
cartoonists). He cited a energy crisis”
as one of the main reasons Penguin is discon-
tinuing the publication Of comics collections,
although modest sales was also a factor.

Yeah, the first “Biff bang pow! Comics aren’t for kids any more!” wave of comics for adults from mainstream publishers (spurred on by Art Spiegelman’s Maus (especially Part II in 1991) from Pantheon) fizzled very quickly — I think by 1993, they’d all lost interest when they saw how little this stuff sold, and it wouldn’t be until Fun Home and Persepolis hit over a decade later that they realised they should get back in on the game again. (But less Avant Garde this time and more (auto-)biography.)

Drawn & Quarterly published a new version of it recentlyis:

In 1991, the original Cheap Novelties appeared in an unassuming paperback from the RAW contributor; it would become one of the first graphic novels of the contemporary graphic novel golden age and set the stage for Katchor as he is now regarded– a modern day cartooning genius.

They’re selling it short!

Drawn & Quarterly’s 25th anniversary edition will be a deluxe hardcover reformatted to Katchor’s original vision.

Oh, that’s interesting… Katchor didn’t like the design of the Penguin book?

Right, the new version doesn’t have the big novelties on each page, and everything’s reproduced in a larger size. Yay. I should get a copy of this, too…

People still like it:

The staccato vignettes, where narration and dialogue noisily intermix with one another like the cacophony of a busy street, are about pure pleasure.

Indeed:

Katchor reminds readers of the ever-presence of a past: no matter where — or when — you are, there is always something missing. But if you look closely, and wait for the newspapers to fly by, and for the new concrete to set, you might be able to bask, bittersweetly, in its former, fleeting glory.

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