Showing posts with label The Pitt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Pitt. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 12, 2022

Scream with Me, You Beautiful Man-Thing, You!

 

Yeah, I guess Michael Graves is a proud boy or whatever now, but once upon a time his unfortunate nationalist tendencies hadn't floated to the surface yet and he took over as the first Misfits singer I gave a shit about since Danzig. Wait, maybe he was the first after Danzig? I don't even remember anymore. Whatever. Either way, I had to post this track because of what you'll see in the next section of this post below. Regardless of his politics - which mind you, is mostly third-person related to me - I adore his two albums with the Misfits.




Read:


From the final page of Marvel Comics' new Spider-Punk mini-series. What an idea - a Misfits-inspired revamp of Taskmaster!




Dollar Bin:

If you've followed any of my comic/pop culture writings for long enough, you've heard me talk about my affinity for Marvel's 1986 failed New Universe line. I remember the ads building hype for this as if they were published yesterday:


I tried a few of the New Universe titles when they first dropped, but none of them moved the needle enough to make me spend my allowance on them monthly. Then, something amazing happened:


The Starbrand character accidentally nuked the city of Pittsburgh and the entire line of books changed, basically became a terrifying allegory for 80s Cold War Nuclear Panic. It was amazing!

After the one-shot graphic novel that changed the status quo of the line - aptly titled The Pitt - the 8 books in the NU turned into four, and things got dark AF. Shortly after came the four-part, Prestige Format series The War, which I believe ended the first iteration of Marvel's New Universe.



When these were coming out, I know I had books 1 and 2 of The War, but I don't remember having 3 and 4. I can't imagine why I wouldn't have bought them, but who knows. I'm pretty sure I don't still have now, although similarly I don't remember ever parting with them. Recently however, I found books 3 and 4 in the Dollar Bin at the Bug. Score! Now I just have to either find or re-buy the others and I can finally read the entire series.




Plastic:

Speaking of Marvel Comics - Jesus F*&king Christ do I want this:

Thanks to Mr. Brown for sending the advert for this my way. I'm not sure I'm ready to pony up $275 bucks for this, but... damn! If it had been anyone but Man-Thing, I wouldn't even be entertaining the idea. I'll always have a fascination with Slime/Swamp/Sewer characters (what does that say about me???).

The psychedelic variant of Marvel's Man-Thing drops tomorrow from Mondo. 




Playlist:

Carpenter Brut - Leather Terror
Metallica - Ride the Lightning
Megadeth - Rust in Peace
QOTSA - Era Vulgaris
Svarte Greiner - Devolving Trust
Blut Aus Nord - That Cannot Be Dreamed
Mark Lanegan Band - Here Comes That Weird Chill
Helmet - Aftertaste
Zeal and Ardor - Eponymous
Reflections - The Color Clear 
Ghost Bath - Moon Lover
Steve Moore - Bliss OST




Card:


I don't even have it in me to interpret this at the moment, but it looks like a pretty big warning about letting emotional pile-up affect carefully laid plans.