KISS, Irata, Days, Comics, Lou Reed, Dreams

So it’s been a little while since I posted.  On the road with Irata & generally having a good time which has led to this:
I am willing to pay $2 to any band (up to the first 100) covering this song in any style:

A few days ago this article went up about what I’m doing right with comics & it has a ton of photos.  In related news, the same dude all so posted these reviews of my comics.  In other related news, I laid out, printed, assembled, & shipped (to subscribers) three new comics – still need to make the digital versions for digital subscribers & I hope to do that soonish.

As I assume a lot of you know, Lou Reed died a couple weeks ago.  So there has been a bit of a resurgence about him lately & Jon DeRosa (Aarktica) suggested Remora cover this song & maybe I will.

Also Azalia Snail wrote this song in tribute to him with her new project LoveyDove.

Since I’m posting a bunch of videos, here’s a newish one from Plumerai:

Recent Dreams:
I’ve been smart enough to act docile & domesticated enough that I’m in a work camp that is not only survivable, but not much worse than the feeling of oppression I had before the aliens came.  I steal a weapon & sneakily & on the sly kill the masters & collaborators one at a time over a series of days until one day I get up & I’m left all alone in the camp.  In one of the abandoned houses I find a digital camera that has photos on it of an old friend.  Did I kill him?  I can’t even be sure anymore.  What have I done?

I wake up & I’m trying to work my phone, but I can’t figure it out.  When I wipe my bleary eyes clear, it’s not my phone at all – it’s a Nintendo DS.

I’m at a dude’s house after a show & he says, “Do you want to see something cool?”  He pulls out a 16-inch vinyl record & tells me it’s a super rare failed oversize format from the 1940s.

I’m walking home drunk & the sun is rising.  I’m so tired & exhausted that I get on my hands & knees & start crawling.  As it turns into morning joggers start to go by me, jumping over me & forcing me off the sidewalk.  I look up & recognize one of the runners as my father.