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Monday, April 11, 2005
Four Weeks Worth of Comics
So, what does Dorian do when whatever he was fighting off decides "no, you, you'll be staying in bed all day Sunday?" He looks guiltily at the stack of four weeks worth of comics and decides to read them (he also develops an annoying tendency to talk about himself in the third person, but that's neither here nor there). Let me repeat that again, slowly, because I think it's fairly horrifying and even I still need time to wrap my head around that concept.
Four. Weeks. Of Comics.
Suffice to say, no, I won't be trying to review them today. Maybe tomorrow I'll talk about the ones I actually feel like talking about, for good or ill. I'll have plenty of time to sit and write then, but not so much today, when I'm just trying to have something, almost anything, up here today, and if I try to actually sit and write out something barely intelligible I'll only end up making myself late for work.
I will say this however; were I to try to cash in on this trend of people only having nice things to say about comics, I would start regularly headlining some "If You Can't Say Anything Nice Reviews", and the first comic I would review in that manner would be Speakeasy's The Grimoire, and that would just be to say that the raccoon is very cute.
(I also finished off Robert Rankin's The Hollow Chocolate Bunnies of the Apocalypse--not as clever as it thinks it is, but amusing, and made a start on Richard Matheson's Hell House.)
Speaking of contests...I still have a disc to give away. Seven of the songs have been explicitly identified by very nice people, and if you go read Ian's site you can find the name of the most obscure song on that list. But here are some more clues, in no particular order:
This song is from a Canadian film in which the inexplicably immortal Sir Richard Burton falls in love with the ghost of a French-Canadian flight attendant.
This band's previous release contained 69 love songs.
This band takes their name from part of the name of a television show starring John Schneider.
This song is on the album "Space Ghost Hits Post-Modern Syndrome," and the name of the band could be "Infant Avian."
The movie this song is from, and the band that performs it, have been identified in the comments section.
It's a song about gay slang from the king of Mope-Rock.
The song has been covered by both Pansy Division and Tori Amos.
The Gay Pimp sang it. If you go waaaay back in the archives, I reviewed the album.
The chorus features cheerleaders chanting the name of the song.
You could also call the band "Excess Florid" and still have the initials be correct.
The name of this band has also been identified in the comments.