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Showing posts with label Media. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Media. Show all posts
Disco: Part One
Rock 'n Roll Roach Versus Disco Roach
Why and How 1's And 2's Can't Deal With 3's And 4's
As soon as the turntables and the Cold Play hits your favorite rock 'n roll club - duck for cover. Things are about to take a sudden left turn.
Bars and clubs grow to a point where they book great regional and national acts that draw quality crowds. Alt-rock/punk/rock-a-billy road warriors drive in from all over the country to rock the house. A club at it's peak is something to experience.
Then, all of the sudden, that stops. The next thing you know: one guy is spinning records, terrible dance pop records that pose the existential question: "Do you believe in life after love?" On Friday and Saturday night. At the same club. The one that had all the good rock bands for years...
So, what happened to your rock club? Instead of talking with a wide range of people from all over the country you end up with a identical crowd of the drunk Cher lovin', Madonna boogeyin' yuppie tool bags from the "right" side of town packed in 300 deep. 220 of them have their phones out at all times like Star Trek tricorders being used to carefully navigate a class M planet.
Your favorite rock club is now a very large phone booth (remember them?) that is playing bland Muzak. Just like that.
Why and How 1's And 2's Can't Deal With 3's And 4's
As soon as the turntables and the Cold Play hits your favorite rock 'n roll club - duck for cover. Things are about to take a sudden left turn.
Bars and clubs grow to a point where they book great regional and national acts that draw quality crowds. Alt-rock/punk/rock-a-billy road warriors drive in from all over the country to rock the house. A club at it's peak is something to experience.
Then, all of the sudden, that stops. The next thing you know: one guy is spinning records, terrible dance pop records that pose the existential question: "Do you believe in life after love?" On Friday and Saturday night. At the same club. The one that had all the good rock bands for years...
So, what happened to your rock club? Instead of talking with a wide range of people from all over the country you end up with a identical crowd of the drunk Cher lovin', Madonna boogeyin' yuppie tool bags from the "right" side of town packed in 300 deep. 220 of them have their phones out at all times like Star Trek tricorders being used to carefully navigate a class M planet.
Your favorite rock club is now a very large phone booth (remember them?) that is playing bland Muzak. Just like that.
Greatest Story Ever Mumbled
A Small Bug From The Burbs Makes A Big Splash
How He Was Squashed For Your Sins And Why
A 24 Hour Comic gone horribly wrong. Made in Speedway, Indiana outside east of Indianapolis, Indiana.
To make matters worse: this crazy poster idea will end here. Be glad that I didn't post any more of the crucified roach sketches at the bottom right side.
How He Was Squashed For Your Sins And Why
A 24 Hour Comic gone horribly wrong. Made in Speedway, Indiana outside east of Indianapolis, Indiana.
To make matters worse: this crazy poster idea will end here. Be glad that I didn't post any more of the crucified roach sketches at the bottom right side.
Denial/Return of Doom Belt
Denial is one of the strongest bargaining stratagems that our proud, noble and not at all untrustworthy species possesses. Witness for yourself, worthless human, our mighty weapon at work:
A-Ha!! As you can see, we are quite unstoppable.
Now, worthless human, witness the bold spectacle of battle between two formidable forces!
A-Ha!! As you can see, we are quite unstoppable.
Now, worthless human, witness the bold spectacle of battle between two formidable forces!
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