Moynihan, Comics

the other day i started getting caught up in webcomics. i have two bookmarked on my computer that i regularly read, White Ninja and Pictures for Sad Children. it was while reading the latter that i was directed towards Jesse Moynihan's Forming, which is seriously the best comic i've read in a while. retelling the origins of everything earthbound, it's a pretty ambitious project. i breezed through about a year's-worth (54 comics at one per week) of storyline in a few hours, and now i'm hungry for more!


unfortunately he is on a Forming hiatus (working with Cartoon Network!?) until May 8th. if Forming looks neat-o, you should check out his other badass comics, including one entitled GWC about George Washington Carver. it's not finished yet, but apparently he is NOT taking a hiatus from that 'un.. so it should be updated in the near future at least. he also has three books out, and i really want to read at least one of them.


it was while on that site that i also was reminded of what's probably my favorite webcomic. this is where i got my DJ name Jampot from — A Lesson is Learned but the Damage is Irreversible by Dave Hellman & Dale Beran. seriously, each comic is beautiful, and so uniquely told. your eyes often aren't quite sure where to go next, but it doesn't matter all that much, as it all ties together so well. also, they're really funny. unfortunately, its creators are on what would seem to be an indefinite hiatus, but there are enough comics on the site to amuse you for a while. plus, reading this interview with Dale displays pretty well how awesome he is.


and, one more - if you happen to enjoy ALiLbtDiI, be sure to check out Dale's new comic, The Nerds of Paradise. so far it includes an adventure entitled "Must I?" with the philosophical musings of a child named Richmond Virginia, and the beginnings of a caper with the Raisins d'Etre.



on a more personal note, i never really thought all that much of comics & graphic novels for a long time. i just thought of them as something for pasty white geeks to amuse themselves with. something about growing up and reading picture books as a kid makes most adults feel like they don't need illustrations with their stories anymore. because ya kno the imagination can take one so much further and all that. for me that mentality ended probably with Seamonster aka Todd Webb aka Adrian Todd Webb.


he's a musician (Seamonster), but a comic book artist first & foremost. he came down to play for a music festival WUSC hosted last year. when i took him to a local comic book shop to sell some of his work, he showed me some pretty amazing things in the store, and i really started appreciating comix & graphic novels more. started to appreciate illustrations more as an added dimension.

that experience, coupled with the fact that i personally know a pretty awesome comic book doodlist, have made me appreciate the medium a whole lot. but seriously, along with the previous recommendations, go check out todd, as well as sam. he is a super cool dude and his daily comics are worth putting on whatever RSS feed you've got, as they are often pretty hilarious

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1. Rita Pavone - L'Amore Mio
2. God Help The Girl - Perfection As A Hipster
3. Scissor Sisters - She's My Man
4. Yeasayer - I Remember
5. Cocteau Twins - Whales Tails
6. Peggy sue - Eisenstein
7. Toro y Moi - Imprint After
8. Sufjan Stevens - He Woke Me Up Again
9. GIGI - Strolling Past The Old Graveyard
10. Surfer Blood - Floating Vibes
11. Owen Pallett - Flare Gun
12. Odd Nosdam - Top Rank
13. Jon Brion - Ruin My Day
14. The Magnetic Fields - You Must Be Out Of Your Mind
15. Computerization - Fukuwinicu
16. cLOUDDEAD - Rhymer's Only Room
17. Tinyfolk - Housemartin
18. Oh No Ono - Swim
19. Beach House - Lover Of Mine
20. The Jezabels - Violent Dream
21. Hot Chip - Take It In
22. Pants Yell! - Cold Hands
23. Half-Handed Cloud - Clothe Yourself Within Us
24. Half-Handed Cloud - You Call Yourself Our Shepherd
25. Man/Miracle - Up
26. Dam-Funk - I Wanna Thank You for Steppin Into My Life
27. Four Tet - This Unfolds
28. Shlohmo - Hot Boxing The Cockpit (Tokimonsta Remix)
29. Ray Barbee - A Man's Wisdom Gives Him Patience

Dan Attoe

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a shrimp shedding it's shell

three nightmares

been having some really upsetting dreams recently..

not long ago i dreamt that someone was systematically killing friends in my house. but doing so by sabotaging certain appliances. like the washing machine and other things were killing people in the house, but only people with whom i was really close.

then last night i dreamt that a friend of mine got married to an absolute shithead that she actually knows in real life. and with whom i often fear she is infatuated. and she and i grew apart because i absolutely could not accept their love, and he came down here unexpectedly for a surprise visit (because he doesn't live here) and i was distraught.

tonight was the first night that i actually woke up from the dream it was so bad.

there was a serial killer in the house. people were asleep in my bedroom. i was at the computer. for some reason someone was coming to our house who was out for blood. marina and maybe lauren, maybe bekah, were the only ones in the house not in my room. and i feel like they knew what was going on and retreated to marina's room but just decided to get high (maybe?) and keep having a good time, laughing. while they were still downstairs, i shoved my door shut in order to lock it (which was difficult in the dream) and had soothing music playing and tried my best to lie down in my bed with everyone else and lie completely still. even though i'd shoved my door closed i could somehow see thru a crack and could also hear him coming up the stairs. when he got to the door though i was staring at him trying so hard to not move at all so he wouldn't think anyone was in here. i realized while staring at him that it was phil elverum. which probably sounds funny when typed out right here, but it made things a lot more upsetting in the dream itself. a paragon of wisdom, of peace, of beauty was calmly standing at my doorstep standing still but for his heavy breathing and staring into my room directly at me as i tried not to move a muscle, to close my eyes.

when i woke up it didn't even feel like waking up. it just felt like opening my eyes after waiting for him to leave. i could only tell that i was, indeed, awake because when i opened my eyes they weren't fixed on my door.


it's really lame because i've been going to bed in a bad mood recently. but by the morning i usually feel better. so waking up, still feeling the effects of a nightmare kind of just perpetuates that bad mood.

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