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Monday, 19 February 2018

Reading Cerebus #9

Hi, Everybody!

First up, the Cerebus in Hell? Auctions continue:
The Un-Bedable Vark #1.
The Undateable Cerebus #1.
And The Proof of CAN7: Flight
So open your checkbooks and bid, Bid, BID!!! (Or not, I don't care what you do. Ya bunch of selfish Scrooges...)

Anyway:
"Say kids, what time is it?"
"It's 'READING CEREBUS' time! "
It's "READING CEREBUS" time.
It's "READING CEREBUS" time.
Kevin reads Cerebus for you,
It’s such a nifty thing to do.
Let’s give a rousing cheer,
Cause "Reading Cerebus" is here,
It’s time to start the column,
Nothing rhymes with column...
Kevin Kimmes:

Welcome back to “Reading Cerebus”, a new (some-what) weekly column here at A Moment of Cerebus. The goal of this column is to bring a fresh perspective to the 300-issue saga of Cerebus as I read through the series for the first time and give my insights into the longest running independent comic book series of all time. Think of this as part book club, part lit-crit, and part pop culture musing. Oh, and they told me Dave Sim himself may be reading this, so I hope I don’t screw this up. Let’s continue.

Issue 9 - Swords Against Imesh
Issue #9: Swords Against Imesh

Cerebus leads the Conniptin army to the city of Imesh with plans to enslave it and add to the strength of the Conniptin's holdings. However, when no gate can be found to enter Imesh, Cerebus goes solo to find out what has become of the city of his youth.

Well, I Didn't Vote For You


"King" Cerebus...there's just something sort of funny about this to me. After 8 issues of seeing Cerebus as a sword for hire, seeing him giving orders and leading an army just seems a bit, well, odd. And, if it seems odd to us as readers, it becomes painfully obvious that it is out of step for Cerebus as well.

The endless chatter of the Conniptin warriors (or "cheerleaders", as Cerebus refers to them) has obviously begun to grate on his nerves, and when they are met with an impenetrable wall around Imesh, Cerebus immediately reverts back to that which he knows best, going solo.


Deep thoughts on the RED CRESCENT QUARTER courtesy of CerebusDownloads.com
This Is Not My Beautiful House

Upon scaling the wall that surrounds Imesh, Cerebus exclaims that this is not the city of "...the aardvark's youth!" This is interesting, as I believe this to be the first real concrete piece of information that we get regarding Cerebus' past prior to us meeting him at the age of 26.

This revelation also goes a long way to explaining why it was that Cerebus felt so sure about staging a raid on the walled city. Having spent his youth there, he would know the lay of the land, thus giving him an advantage over other would-be adversaries of the city who were unfamiliar. It also explains his confusion over the missing gate.

Well I'm A King Bee, Baby

Upon entering the city, Cerebus is tricked into following Sedra into a trap set by the King of Imesh, K'Cor. K'Cor explains to Cerebus that the people of Imesh are now his slaves thanks to a concoction of "...grain, protein, three vitamins, starches, sugars, an opium derivative, and artificial colouring..." he calls Buz.

For fun, here is a short list of famous Buzz's in pop-culture:

 - Buzz Aldrin (Second man to walk on the moon) - "Beautiful view. Magnificent desolation."
 - Buzz Cola (The Simpsons) - "Twice the sugar, twice the caffeine."
 - Buzz Beer (The Drew Carey Show) - "Cleveland rocks!"
 - Buzz Lightyear (Toy Story) - "To infinity and beyond!"
 - Buzz's Girlfriend (Home Alone) - "Woof!"

What Price Freedom
"I know what you're going to say! "They are men and men should be free." A freeman is dangerous to himself and everyone else. Freedom should be left to those who can put it to good use. I used my freedom to get power! And then used my power to get more power..."
- K'Cor, King of Imesh

This is the philosophy that K'Cor has used to justify his enslavement of the people of Imesh. What makes him better than these people? Nothing. So why should he be allowed to enslave them? Well, it all comes down to the fact that he created Buz and made junkies out of not only the common man, but the high council as well.

K'Cor found an opportunity to elevate himself in a power vacuum, and by hook, or in this case mostly crook, he has established himself as a Demi-God, the only one capable of sustaining the people's addiction.

While Cerebus can understand, to a point, K'Cor's rationale is not without it's compassion. He cares for his slaves as they gave their freedom (willingly/un-wittingly) for the greater cause. What greater cause, you ask? Well, "The defense of Earth against the secret invasion of Venusians!"

The Truth about Venusians courtesy of K'Cor, and CerebusDownloads.com
Keep Watching The Skies

You're shitting me...aliens! Yup, this is K'Cor's belief and why he is having the enslaved people of Imesh build a 200 foot high sacred symbol of the Venusian's which he says symbolizes the death of their race! Can someone get Giorgio A. Tsoukalos on the phone and verify if any of this is true? Aliens!

The Fabled Energy Globes of Imesh courtesy of sorcery, and CerebusDownloads.com
They Poisoned The Watering HoleHaving heard enough, Cerebus and K'Cor come to an agreement to settle the matter at hand, a wager of kings. If Cerebus can pass through the corridor unscathed and then defeat K'Cor's champion, he will win the city and it's slaves. Lose, and his men will be added to the slave pool.

This reopened back wound courtesy of Ironic Fate, and CerebusDownloads.com 
Despite passing through the corridor, where his previous wound is re-opened, and then defeating both the hot-headed Panrovian and K'Cor himself, Cerebus finds in the end only defeat. K'Cor tells Cerebus that the water supply outside the city has been poisoned and that all of his men are dead. He is left alone and stranded with no food, money or shelter. Sometimes when you win, you still lose.

Final Thoughts
The art in this issue has a notably different look to it, divergent of the BWS emulation of the early issues. Researching this further, I found that for this issue Dave had Deni applying the spot blacks during the inking phase which allowed him to speed up the preparation of the book. It gives the book a heavier sense of contrast which to me just feels different, not better or worse, just different.

Join me back here next week as we look at Issue 10: Merchant of Unshib

Currently Listening To: Grateful Dead - Dick's Picks Vol 14 11/30/73 & 12/2/73 (Disc 2)

Kevin Kimmes is a lifelong comic book reader, sometime comic book artist, and recent Cerebus convert. He can be found slinging comics at the center of the Multiverse, aka House of Heroes in Oshkosh, WI.

Friday, 2 February 2018

Tackling the opioid crisis, just say no! (Dave's Weekly Update #220)

Hi, Everybody!

Heeeeeere's Dave:


And then there's this:
OFF-WHITE HOUSE LEAK!

Kitchener, ON--A Moment Of Cerebus has learned, according to a high-placed source who is familiar with the matter and who is speaking on the condition of anonymity, that Dave Sim will, within the next few months, begin putting up for auction Off-White House Black Boxes.

According to the source, the so-called Black Boxes, each with an official Off-White House label affixed, will be auctioned at an online auction house that has not yet been determined.

"I have been told by Mr. Sim that it is up to me to determine the best, most user-friendly auction house to utilize, so I will be doing the due diligence soon," said the anonymous source.

The source went on to say that each Black Box will contain ten of the rarest, but not necessarily earliest, Off-White House back issues of Cerebus.  Each bagged and boarded copy will have been signed by Mr. Sim, with the initials OWH added.  The source added that only copies of Cerebus that are in the Off-White House collection will be contained in the Black Boxes.

The anonymous source added that more information will be forthcoming, if the source obtains clearance to speak to the matter further.
Yeah...so, stay tuned and stuff...

Next time: More from "Debbie Does Dallas" as it comes in... (I feel dirty. I'ma gonna go take a shower until NEXT Friday... )

Saturday, 23 December 2017

"so too are the days of our lives..." Dave Sim's Bloggymail #2

Hi, Everybody!

Your ol' Interim Editor Matt Dow here. Today, I thought we'd take a look back at Dave Sim's Blog & Mail. Specifically, the second one. With my then-commentary.


Preamble: Dave Sim's Blog & Mail ran on the Cerebus Yahoo group from September 13th, 2006 to December 26th, 2007. And...no, that's pretty much all you needed to know. I used to call it the "bloggymail" because in Spanish, "and" is "y", and I thought "Blog y Mail" sounded funny, or something. Dude, it was a decade ago. Wait do you want? Anyway,


On 9/14/06, Dave Sim < dsim@nonexistente-mail.net> wrote:
Thursday September 14 – UBER-YAHOO MARGARET "MAGGS" LISS IS IN RECEIPT OF THE LAST BATCH OF CEREBUS NOTEBOOKS AND, IN HER NOCTURNAL AND WEEKEND YAHOO IDENTITY AS CEREBUSFANGIRL (AS OPPOSED TO HER "MAD CHEMICAL ENGINEER" CIVILIAN IDENTITY AT [redacted for super secret identity]) (NOW APPEARING ON YOUR MONITOR WITH THE UBIQUITOUS "SOMEWHERE IN THE COMMONWEALTH OF MASSACHUSSETTS" SUBHEADING), HAS BEGUN OR IS ALMOST DONE SCANNING THEM.

And this is why we like Margaret (I'm not allowed to call her "Maggs").  She does all the hard work.



A good example of how unbelievably efficient is Margaret is that the last batch of notebooks came back with their respective computer disks before Gerhard could get back from vacation and post this first week's worth of BLOG items.   I'm now awaiting word whether she wants to take a break or dive right into scanning the Archive proper starting with all the pre-Cerebus documents.

How much stuff is that?  I may end up owing her TWO cokes.



  SOMEWHERE DOWN THE LINE SHE AND HER TEAM OF CRACK VOLUNTEERS (NO, THEY AREN'T ON CRACK, THEY'RE ALL JUST GOOD AT WHAT THEY DO)

This reminds me of the comic my brother created when we were kids.  The "Butt Crack Commandos".  He never did anything other then make up the title.  I should mention it the next time I see him.


WILL BE PRODUCING A COMMERCIAL PACKAGE ON DVD FOR CONSUMPTION BY…WELL…PRESUMABLY MOSTLY YOU FOLKS, THE DEVOTED CORE CEREBUS READERSHIP

Margaret has teased us with some of the notebooks contents, but are there a lot of "by the wayside" ideas and concepts.  I remember that in "Church & State", there was mention of a lot of background stuff that you didn't have the space to touch on.  Was that all written down, or was that all in your head?
Just wondering.


(OR AS YOU'RE MORE WIDELY AND POPULARLY KNOWN IN COMIC-BOOK STORES AROUND THE ENGLISH-SPEAKING WORLD: "THAT WEIRD GUY/CHICK WHO ACTUALLY LIKES THAT CEREBUS CRAP.")
My local retailer read my copies of the last dozen or so issues of Cerebus (he never ordered extras, and he read them out of my pull file.  Say, what's a guy got to do to get a "Ceribite Kick-Death Assassination Squad" to rough up his local retailer?)


WE WILL KEEP YOU POSTED AS BULLETINS ARE ISSUED FROM THE CEREBUSFANGIRLCAVE. 

I'd ask where that's located, but I'm afraid of the answer.


LATEST WORD AS OF 8 SEPTEMBER IS THAT THE MATERIAL IS ALL SCANNED AND NOW JUST NEEDS TO BE TWEAKED AND NEATENED UP A BIT. 

Yup.  And she's looking for volunteers to help.  And if I had ANY computer skills, I would.


ANYONE WHO HAS BEEN TO THE www.cerebusfangirl.com WEBSITE KNOWS THAT MAGGS NEVER DOES ANYTHING SLOPPILY. 

*offensive joke deleted*


     SAY DOES THIS ALL-CAPS FORMAT LOOK LIKE I'M YELLING AT YOU

No, but you do yell at me in my dreams.  It's weird.  On a half dozen occasions you've shown up in a dream and yelled at me.  In the second or third one, my mom was getting led to some sort of death camp, and you were trying to warn me that she was in fact being led to some sort of death camp.  And playing "Pole Position".  Yelling at me and playing video games.
Weird.
Of course, my mom is fine (she says "Hi.") ((Ok, not really.)) (((but if she knew I was writing this, she'd probably say "hi.")))


OR DOES IT JUST GIVE EVERYTHING A NICE "THIS CALLS FOR AN EMERGENCY!" QUALITY?

Sorta...


COME TO THINK OF IT NEVER MIND EITHER ONE IS FINE WITH ME!

...then nevermind.


    We'll be right back after this short commercial message:

Ok.



Today's Blog & Mail is brought to you by All 16 Cerebus Trade Paperbacks!

Neat!


Remember! With Halloween coming up that Cerebus trade paperbacks make an ideal "treat" for your neighbourhood "trick-or-treaters".  
Yeah, they'll rip the bottom out of the bag, and you can get all the candy.  Sweet idea Dave!


Through until October 31st we'll be offering four dozen copies of Cerebus, High Society or Jaka's Story for only $2,000 US. Get 48 of one title or make your own Party Pack mixing all three! Watch their faces light up when you answer the doorbell with…Cerebus Trade paperbacks!

Wait a minute.  2000 divided by 48 equals...$41.67!?!  Is that $2000 with shipping included, or extra?


Cerebus Trade Paperbacks! Any pins or razor blades just drop right out when you fan the pages! That's why choosy Moms who REALLY LOVE ALL CHILDREN EVERYWHERE are choosing Cerebus Trade Paperbacks This Halloween!

Plus, if some Micheal Jackson type tries to seduce your kid with "Jesus juice", said kid can just hurl the Cerebus Trade Paperback at his freaky deformed nose. 
Cerebus Trade Paperbacks: Like Mace, but with prettier pictures.


When ordering from www.followingcerebus.com be sure to
Mention that you read about this Special Halloween Offer
 at the Blog & Mail because we
Haven't told Craig a thing about it!

This is gonna be interesting.




TONIGHT IS THE DOUG WRIGHT AWARDS IN TORONTO.  THE LEAD-IN EVENT IS SETH INTERVIEWING CHESTER BROWN AND I'M HOPING TO GET SOME PHOTOS AND MAYBE EVEN SOME FOOTAGE OF BOTH EVENTS.   I'M ALSO GOING WITH JOHN AND SIU TO A FILM AT THE TORONTO INTERNATIONAL FILM FESTIVAL THIS MORNING, MOSTLY JUST FOR THE EXPERIENCE OF ACTUALLY WATCHING A MOVIE ON A WEEKDAY MORNING.     

How was the movie?





PLUG!  ACADEMY X (ACX) VOLUMES 1 AND 2 WRITTEN BY ADAM CADRE AND DRAWN BY ROB WHEELER. ROB SENT ME A PRINT-OUT OF THIS ON-LINE STRIP (260 PAGE SO FAR) AND IT'S REALLY QUITE GOOD.   JIM SHOOTER GOT HIS START AT AGE 13 (YOU READ THAT RIGHT) DRAWING SUPERMAN AND LEGION OF SUPER-HEROES STORIES ON NOTEPAPER AND SENDING THEM TO MORT WEISINGER AT DC WHO SAW THAT THE STORIES WERE "ALL THERE" AND JUST NEEDED TO BE SENT TO ARTISTS LIKE JOHN FORTE AND CURT SWAN AS BLUEPRINTS.   ACADEMY X IS SORT OF A STEP UP FROM THAT IN THAT ROB JUST NEEDS TO DEVELOP AN INK FINISH TO MATCH HIS LAYOUT AND COMPOSITION SKILLS AND THEN WATCH OUT, WORLD! AND ADAM CADRE'S STRAIGHT-AHEAD SCRIPT MAKES YOU LONG FOR THE DAYS WHEN THE X-MEN WAS, YOU KNOW, COHERENT.  SIX ON-LINE ISSUES SO FAR.  I SENT ROB A LETTER AUGUST 30 TO HAVE HIM POST DETAILS HERE SO HOPEFULLY HE SHOULD BE TURNING UP ANY MINUTE NOW.  AT LEAST THREE LAUGH-OUT LOUD LINES AND HEAVY ON THE "AND THEN WHAT HAPPENED?"

I'm pretty sure Rob did indeed show up.  Haven't had a change to look at his webbysite yet.


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previous posts:
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/cerebus/message/95679
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This may also be viewed at http://davesim.blogspot.com/


Jeff made you an actual blog.  Wasn't that nice.  Say, speaking of this; did you want Jeff to allow comments on the blog?  The actual blog, not the Yahoo postings (we'll comment if we damn well want to around here!  "You'll get our keyboards when you pry them from our weak girly-like fingers.  Probably while we weep.")  You should let Jeff know.
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And that's #2, there was a picture in there of...something, but it's been lost forever...or, at least I don't know where it is.

Next time: the next one!

Saturday, 9 December 2017

"Like sands through the hourglass..." Dave's Sim's Blog & Mail #1

Hi, Everybody!

Your ol' Interim Editor Matt Dow here. Today, I thought we'd take a look back at Dave Sim's Blog & Mail. Specifically, the first one. With my then-commentary.

Preamble: Dave Sim's Blog & Mail ran on the Cerebus Yahoo group from September 13th, 2006 to December 26th, 2007. And...no, that's pretty much all you needed to know. I used to call it the "bloggymail" because in Spanish, "and" is "y", and I thought "Blog y Mail" sounded funny, or something. Dude, it was a decade ago. Wait do you want? Anyway,

Dave's text is in bold. 
And my comments are in not bold.

Hi Dave,

Since Jeff Seiler has made it clear that we (the yahoos,) are pretty much mandated to write in (hmmm...who made THAT decision?  Something smells fishy here...), here's my replies/comments/mad ramblings on the first weeks worth of "blogandmail"s.

On 9/13/06, Dave Sim <dsim@nonexistente-mail.net > wrote:
Wednesday September 13 – Hi and welcome to my Blog.

Hi.


I'm actually going to try to stay current with this on a daily basis, having noticed that I spent way too much time saying to myself while answering my escargot mail "I really should make a note of that and let the Yahoos know about it" and never, you know, actually doing it.  



Oh the things that never turned up here...

Even tried self-inducing a trance-like state and saying to a particular paragraph in a letter I was working on: "Go to Larry Hart (or Lenny Cooper or Jeff Seiler or Jeff Tundis or…you get the idea).   Go to him now and tell him what you have to say. Tell him to post you to the Yahoo discussion group. Go now"  You know, I figured if I had it typed on my computer screen and I just wanted it to go to another computer screen, maybe I could make it into a Lassie-type gig.   "Go to the Yahoos. Tell them you need help." 


Well, that explains that.  We've had about twenty border collies hanging around for the past month or so.  Nobody could figure out what they wanted.  It went kinda like this:
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Jeff Tundis: "What's that Lassie, Timmy fell down the well and has a compound fracture of the lower mandibula?"
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Lenny Cooper: "What's that Lassie, bootleggers are hiding out at the old Miller place?"
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Larry Hart: "What's that Lassie, The Highway Ghoul is really Smithers, the cantankerous old caretaker?"
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Jeff Seiler: "What's that Lassie, 'be sure to drink your Ovaltine'?"
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Margaret Liss: "Does anybody know why this dog keeps following me around with what looks like an old notebook that somebody drug through a creek?"
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Chris Woerner: "So Sir Gerrick was supposed to be a major presence in Cerebus, but Dave had to cut him out to fit in all the Cirinist stuff?"
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Jason Trimmer: "Why does a dog have original Cerebus sketches in it's mouth?"
Border collie: "woof-woof."
Me: "'Deep is the suede that mows like a harvest'?  What does that even mean?"
Jeff Seiler: "Hey look, this dog just pulled out a copy of 'Latter Days' and opened it to the sheep dog at the beginning."
Jeff Tundis: "Aww, he must think he knows that dog."
Border collie: "Grrrr."
Um... you get the idea.
(Say, since these are technically your dogs, could you kick in a couple bucks to pay for dog-chow?  Cause in a few months we're gonna have even more dogs around here.)  (It looks like somedoggy's been up to the devil's business.)



     Finally, I decided to make Uber Yahoo and Minister-in-Charge-of-Checking-Dave Sim-for-Hypocrisy-on-Behalf-of-Secular-Humanists-Everywhere Jeff Tundis



Ha!  Now I know Jeff's official title.
And knowing is half the battle.

(check out his www.cerebustheaardvark.com website, still in progress) my posting victim.  The nice thing about Jeff is, like me, he is always working so I never have any trouble getting him on the phone. 


Sweet.

The even nicer thing about Jeff is that even though he's up to his ass in crocodiles as a general rule, he's always glad to find out what it is that I want (or he's glad to pretend to be interested in finding out what it is that I want which is "close enough for government work" for me!).   


Remember Dave, don't abuse this awesome power.  Ya know, like by making Jeff go get you a turkey sandwich.   Okay, that'd be pretty funny.  But don't make him get you a turkey sandwich a whole lot.  Only on special occasions.

He pretty much put this format together while I was still talking to him on the phone and asking him if it was possible. 


Much like that lady who used to hang out with Helen Keller, Jeff is a miracle worker.  Like Scotty from Star Trek.

So I really found out that it was possible for me to do a Blog without actually being hooked up to the Internet and found out that I was now doing a Blog pretty much in the same moment. 


That sounds like it was fun.  Fortunately, Jeff didn't post THAT conversation as the first installment of blogandmail. 
You: "Jeff, it's Dave.  Is it possible to do a Blog without being hooked up to the internet?"
Jeff: "Sure Dave, I'm posting right now, what do you have to say."
You: "Um...'Hi, this is Dave Sim.'"
Jeff: "Anything else?"
You: "Yeah, 'Go get me a turkey sandwich.'"

  So, we'll launch the new "Blog & Mail" right after this brief commercial message.

Jeff's great.  Now make him cluck like a chicken!

The Blog & Mail is brought to you today by

I've been, neat sight.  (Now if only that dump truck full of twenty dollar bills would crash in front of my apartment and make me rich enough to afford original Cerebus art...)

 Your "One-Stop Shopping Headquarters" for all your Cerebus Art Needs Well, okay, not ALL of your Cerebus Art Needs.   Let's say you NEEDED all of the interior pages for issue 8.  Well, we haven't got them.  SOMEBODY sold them for $10 apiece back in 1978 and spent the money on marijuana. Not naming any names.

Hey, somebody mentioned that somebody else was interested in getting a full recreation of issue one for the thirtieth anniversary of Cerebus.  And that that was gonna cost a small fortune.  Is there any interest on your or Gerard's part to do a "Special Edition" of Cerebus #1 for the thirtieth? (He asked knowing the answer's probably "not really" and "Where's that Tundis kid with my sandwich?".)

In the Blog & Mail today:



  IN TALES OF THE SILVERFISH #4 WITH CEREBUS ART AND DIALOGUE BY DAVE SIM  CEREBUS CROSSES OVER WITH THE SILVERFISH.    This was quite a bit of fun to do from John Q. Adams' layouts although I changed it from the regular old dying Cerebus of The Last Day to Cerebus' first post-mortem guest appearance at a comic book convention.

Neat.  (Of course now I gotta find a copy, but still neat.)



   The pages sat around here for a while as I tried to figure out how to put tone on Cerebus and still have the Silverfish in the foreground.   That was when I figured out they're just cartoon silverfish: draw a head and a body shape and people should get the idea from the context. People are, you know, pretty bright that way.

"Look Peggy, it's a little silverfish."
"Why that's real purdy Joe-Bob, I wunder how he does it?"

Even did my own (albeit second-rate on a Gerhard scale) backgrounds!

Aw come on Dave.  They can't be any worse then any background I've ever done.

   Some or all of the proceeds from issue 4 will be donated to the CBLDF [see www.SilverfishGallery.com or www.jqadams.com for details].  

Well now I know where to look for a copy.
And knowing is half the battle...
(The other half is gratuitous violence.)

The Silverfish Gallery features an extensive exhibit of silverfish cartoons done by a variety of comic-book big names and some little names.

Well Dave around here you'll always be a big nam...WOW, FRED HEMBECK!  AW, NEAT!!!!!




    It also took a while for the issue to get printed which is pretty much par for the course for rookies and folks for whom cartooning and self-publishing is not their regular gig. 

Are you talking about me?

  I tend to think about that when I'm working on a jam strip for somebody: I wonder what's going to be going on in my life when this turns up in printed form?   Sometimes the stuff just vanishes and I never get an answer to that question.

Okay, you're talking about me aren't you?


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If you wish to contact Dave Sim, you can mail a letter (he does NOT receive emails) to:

Aardvark Vanaheim, Inc
P.O. Box 1674
Station C
Kitchener, Ontario, Canada N2G 4R2

You'd think I'd have this memorized, but every time, I end up having to look it up.

Looking for a place to purchase Cerebus phonebooks?

Not really, I sorta have 'em all.  I mean I was thinking of finishing my best friend's set for him
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And that's it. Come back next week for the next installment of "Bloggymail Archives" or whatever I call this feature.

Friday, 10 June 2016

Deni Loubert: "It Was Him & Me Against The World"

Deni Loubert
(Photo by Eran Studds)
DENI LOUBERT:
(from an interview by Terri Brandmueller in Room #39.2, West Coast Feminist Literary Magazine Society, 2016)
...[Dave Sim has] written some weird stuff about women. But you have to remember that I met him when he was about twenty and going through an immense period of creativity. It wasn't until later that the bipolar stuff started showing up. He did too much acid, too much drugs and drank too much and became a totally different person when he did that. 

Dave decided as an interesting experiment -- he called it the "Summer Of Acid" -- he would do an acid hit every day and then do a comic book on it. Couple that with the fact we had just gotten a photocopier. So he did an issue where he would draw a picture -- this was truly an acid idea -- blow it up on the photocopier and then cut it into panels. So each panel was a sixteenth of a drawing with dialogue It became a game with the fans. You'd have to but three copies of the book if you were going to do it right. You had to but two copies to fit the big picture together, because the pages were back to front, and then you had a third copy you kept intact. I have met people at Comic-Cons who've fitted the whole thing together and wanted me to authenticate and sign them. He was fucking floating on acid all month. He started losing it and getting angry. By about the second week he was becoming incoherent and hearing voices. Finally one night we had a big fight and he put his fist through the wall. I had to call 911 and have him committed.

Up until then we were living the life we wanted to live, putting a comic book out every month, signing new artists, going on tours. It was a rock-and-roll lifestyle. When you're twenty-five and run a successful comic book business and employ ten other artists, you think you've got the world by the tail. All we did was comic books -- we were one of the few companies outside of Marvel and DC that actually made a living doing it. We had an office and a studio and an apartment in a high-rise. It was the heyday of indie comics, and our numbers went up every month and we thought there was no end to it. We thought it was great, but you can't sustain that. You can't have a relationship based on that.

Truthfully, when I look back on those Cerebus days when it was him and me against the world -- that's how we always used to refer to it -- it was marvelous, it was what I thought love was about. Those were the good years but when the bipolar started to show up and he started to not trust me about stuff, that's when it started to change. I long for that sweet boy who told me he was going to be a millionaire by the time he was thirty by drawing comic books.

I did go on to do my own thing but I have to admit that I live in the shadow of all that. I am known in comics as Dave Sim's ex-wife -- that's just the way it is...


Deni Loubert was Aardvark-Vanaheim's publisher for the first 70 issues of Cerebus. Deni and Dave Sim were married between 1978 and 1983. After their divorce, Deni moved to Los Angeles to start her own comics publishing company, Renegade Press, which closed its doors in 1989. She was inducted into the Joe Shuster Hall of Fame in 2010.

Sunday, 10 April 2016

Wednesday, 9 March 2016

LSD DAY II

DAVE SIM:
The fullest description of "the events of May June 1979" is in the DIALOGUE: FROM HELL with Alan Moore.  Shulgan's version is pretty much what you would expect from a crack-head "pulling a cheque" appealing to a mainstream Toronto audience.

Actually, I made a math error:  the original plan had been to do 156 bi-monthly issues, concluding in  2003.  When I decided to go monthly, that got revised to 300 issues ending in 2003.  It was (I'm not sure how many) years later that I figured out the actual date was March, 2004. VERY disheartening.

I had inferred that there would be a LOT of Ground Zero Literature being produced, timed to conclude with January 1, 2000 -- had inferred, in fact, that a LOT of it was already being produced -- and that CEREBUS would be "one of many" which would "come to light" in the late 1990s.  (I think Prince sensed the same thing when he did "Party Like It's 1999": and turned out to be the only person besides me who was thinking about it).  That is, that there would be a GZL metaphysical roller derby -- all of us becoming aware of each other late in the day and charging for the same spot -- and I had decided that I wanted to avoid being part of that.  I wasn't sure how "far past" the date it was necessary to go to avoid whatever it was that I sensed on the horizon.

GZL turned out to be non-existant.  Had I known that, I would have timed the ending of CEREBUS for January, 2000.

I do think I was right in anticipating the metaphysical realities.  But, instead, they took the form of a metaphysical "head fake" --  the Y2K computer glitch which was going to bring about a worldwide
apocalypse -- and the actual Watershed Millennial Moment -- 9/11.

It wasn't I don't think Owsley's Acid that we were doing by the 1970s.  The "speed" revolution was already engulfing the remains of the pot and acid "all you need is love" context.  If it was the 1970s and it was a pill and a speed freak manufactured it, it was going to have a lot of speed in it. Speed freaks are like ketchup junkies who put ketchup on everything.  "No drug can't be exponentially improved with a generous helping of amphetamines."

That was more my experience than anything that could be described as hallucinogenic.  REALLY awake.  I pencilled a bunch of pages of CEREBUS No.11 (I was going to make note of the pages and forgot -- I'll try to remember for tomorrow) and was definitely "seeing differently".  I was TIGHT-pencilling for one thing which I tended not to do since I was inking the book myself.  It was an impressive pile of pages until I "came down" and thought, "Well, yeah, but they aren't FINISHED. They're just PENCILLED.  I still have to LETTER and INK and TONE them."  I went from perceiving myself as having done several days' work in a few hours to recognizing that I had probably done about a day's work...in a day.  Except the day had been all night.

I reverted to my "page a day" standard:  if you finish the page, you have a page done.  Anything else and you're just kidding yourself as most semi-pro guys do.  "I GOT FOUR PAGES PENCILLED IN ONE DAY!"  How long ago was that?  "About a week!"  "So, you pencil a page every two days."  "NO WAY!  FOUR PAGES IN ONE DAY!"

Seeing "mothers and daughters" as a primary division in the nature of Reality, arguably, came out of the acid experience, because I was already embarked upon creating as plausible a matriarchy as I could. I realized that I needed a term for "daughter: ????" that was an equivalent of "mother: matriarchy".

I think acid helped me to "think outside the box", but I was perceiving it the way the Beatles had: a source of enlightenment.  A higher state of being.  A higher consciousness.

I DID experience that for the first time fasting in Ramadan.  "Oh, so THIS was what I was looking for."

The average North American is going to opt for acid in that "either/or" circumstance, I think.