My friend James Fisher has been sending me his music ever since I met him when visiting Toronto for a convention. I won’t get into just HOW we met, but let’s just say I’ll never pay for sex ever again.
So I downloaded his latest stuff recently, a new project of his by the name of SquidLid, and haven’t been able to get it out of my head. Nothing’s better than getting sent other people’s work and NOT hating it to where you have to lie and deceive to spare their feelings. I do it all the time, I tell people this or that is the greatest thing I have ever seen or heard or paid to have sex with while knowing, deep in my heart, that it’s a terrible thing.
I thought some of you would dig this SquidLid stuff so I asked james if it’d be cool to share some of my favorite bits here on my classy internet place. The email I got back in response was just a huge jpeg of a Panda Bear which I interpreted as a ‘yes’.
I’m warning you…these two tracks have been in my head for DAYS now. DAYS. I’m not joking. HELP ME.
Jimmy Urine and I met, ironically enough, while fighting each other in the future wars despite the true enemy being the machines which had overthrown humanity as the rulers of the Earth, but that’s a story for another day.
What I think more people would be interested in is how and why I made another video for him, this time for the Left Rights’ song ‘WHITE’. Well, there’s not a whole lot to tell about the why once you get past ‘he asked me to’. Anyone that’s been through hell and back, quite literally, having dragged the fucker into the time machine with me, having appeared here in the pre-war time with only our lives and our wills to make sure that living nightmare never happens and…fuck, there I go again with that boring stuff. Continue reading →
It’s been awhile since I’ve opened up the ol’ cellar door and let you awful, cruelly formed things out for a bit of exercise and stimulation, so I thought I’d make this occasion extra special and give you a little inside look into how I create some of the wonders you might have spied up through the cracks in the floorboards while fighting for your survival amongst the other ravenous horrors down there with ya!
You’re only up out of that stinking hell, what, once every month or so, so I could either feed you, or tell you a little bit about how that album cover I did for MC Frontalot came about. I could tell by the frenzied look in your eye, a look often mistaken for insanity brought on by starvation bordering on the cessation of all your life functions, you would settle for nothing less than even the tiniest bit of background on how that album cover got made, so that’s what you’ll get! Continue reading →
Just a quick bit to show you some artwork I did for a certain rapping robot friend of mine a wee while ago. Saw it mentioned on a comic website earlier and figured it was now okay to reveal it TO THE WORLD.
There ya go. The keen-eyed of you lot will notice that it’s for MC Frontalot’s new album ‘ZERO DAY‘. Interesting fact about Frontalot: He is actually a magical pair of sentient glasses! That’s right, Frontalot IS the glasses, glasses that simply require an empty vessel of flesh and bone to scoot around in, not unlike Krang.
Isn’t science fucking amazing?
Anyhow, there it is, and that’s that. I’m happy with the piece, and what’s fun is that it looks damn fine in a myriad of color variants. I’m planning on doing a few limited run screen prints of this piece, and I’ll let you know when and where you can grab one of those when the time is right. Until then, try not to go mad with desire waiting for one, yeah? I KNOW IT’S HARD.
Before I sign off, I just want to postulate the theory that the meatbot idea might just be misinformation thrown out by THE GLASSES so nosy types don’t sniff out the hideous possibility of the flesh conveyance not being empty, but in fact quite conscious of having been hijacked by a parasite of sorts. Could it be that the being we all know as Frontalot is the unholy product of two separate creatures united, one unwillingly, to present the illusion of a single being? I believe this is very possible, as once, at PAX, I walked in on the unsettling scene of Frontalot screaming into a bathroom mirror in a public restroom, screaming to be released from this unceasing hell of his, and something about why oh why did he have to hunt down that fallen meteorite that fateful summer night.
I should be working right now, but I thought I’d take a little break to share with you, the horrid reader, the story of how I recently came upon an ancient artifact of mine long thought lost to time and space, like the Ark of the Covenant, only instead of me finding it locked up in an enormous government warehouse filled with countless treasures and plunder, I found it someplace much more awesome. Continue reading →