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Scott McCloud is the creator of a mid-80’s comic called Zot!. It was a good comic that got a bit of notoriety as one of the first comics hits from a non-mainstream publisher. (Back in the day… there was only Marvel and DC. In the late seventies and early eighties a lot of small independent comics publishers emerged.)

Scott McCloud is a respected comics writer and artist today. Go to his website and look for his various web comics. Some of them aren’t free, but they’re still worth it. I mean 25 cents isn’t that much money to pay to be entertained.

http://www.scottmccloud.com/

Re:

Went to the Modest Mouse show tonight. I’m not a huge fan of the band, but Liz and a bunch of emo kids seem to really dig their sound. The highlight of the night was seeing the fiddle player from the bluegrass band The Hackensaw Boys join Modest Mouse for a few numbers. 🙂

Odd sighting… I thought I saw an ex-girlfriend, Emily, there. I don’t think it was her, but the girl I saw could have been her sister or cousin. Anyway, it made me do a triple take. It might have been her… who knows. I certainly didn’t ask.

–sam

I forgot…

how much I loved the Sugarcubes…

Delicious Demon

Björk
Heeeeeeee how!
He how!
He how!

Einar
One person calls someone
To pour the water,
Because it takes two to pour the water,

Björk
To plough takes two as well,
But only one to hold up the sky.

Einar
To plough takes two as well,
But only one to hold up the sky.

Einar
One plays the harp, beats a rock with a stick,

Björk
One plays the harp, beats a rock with a stick,
Becomes a priest at least, a delicious demon.
Hee how!, hee how!, hee how!

Einar
Least, a delicious demon.

Björk
Delicious demon, delicious demon,
Delicious demon, delicious demon

Björk
Two men need one money
But one money needs no man,
One is on ones knees, loses ones head,
Except maybe a delicious demon, hee how!

Einar
Two men need one money
But one money needs no man,

Einar
Two men need no money
But one money needs no man
One is on ones knees
Looses one head
Except maybe a
Delicious demon

Björk
Then one is no longer
Then one is no longer
Then one is no longer
No longer!

Björk & Einar
Delicious demon
Delicious demon
Delicious, oh here he comes again waouh!
Delicious demon
Delicious demon!
So Delicious!

–Sugarcubes

A little Emily Bronte on Monday afternoon never hurt anybody…

Spellbound
Emily Brontë

The night is darkening round me,
The wild winds coldly blow;
But a tyrant spell has bound me
And I cannot, cannot go.

The giant trees are bending
Their bare boughs weighed with snow.
And the storm is fast descending,
And yet I cannot go.

Clouds beyond clouds above me,
Wastes beyond wastes below;
But nothing drear can move me;
I will not, cannot go.

The Jewel

James Wright isn’t my favorite poet, but every once in a while I read one of his pieces and it really strikes a chord in me. The Jewel is one such poem. Here it is…

The Jewel
James Wright

There is this cave
In the air behind my body
That nobody is going to touch:
A cloister, a silence
Closing around a blossom of fire.
When I stand upright in the wind,
My bones turn to dark emeralds.