Showing posts with label Bruce Springsteen. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Bruce Springsteen. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

5 Cures for the Super Summertime Blues

Sure, the colors are prob Photoshopped, but still looks better than Man of Steel
Usually whenever I'm in the ocean or a pool the feeling of weightlessness and ease of movement reminds me of the strange visitor from the planet Krypton. The height of Summer should be spotlight on sweet soul music and the superhero powered by hope and the same sun that will likely give me skin cancer if I don't keep applying the 50 SPF. Hope, I say.

Batman fares better in Gotham like New York "below Fourteenth Street at eleven minutes past midnight on the coldest night in November" according to Denny O'Neil. Maybe that's why I heard the Batmobile sucks in the new Arkham game and the identity of the Arkham Knight is gag worthy. No spoilers from me.

So, Superman  keep us cool and calm in these days of record breaking heat and political idiots.


Thursday, May 14, 2015

Seven Sexy Things about 70's Batman

Dames, demons, and Bruce Springsteen's Darkness on the Edge of Town. That's 1978, baby. Camp is dead. Frank Miller (big fan of Springsteen too) studying under the master sensei, Denny O'Neil. Batman is in his prime thanks to combining Clint Eastwood, James Bond, and Indiana Jones (predating 1981's Raiders of the Lost Ark) into the Dark Knight Detective. And here's how O'Neil, Adams, Len Wein, Steve Englehart, Marshal Rogers, Jim Aparo, Bob Haney, and company did it!


Monday, July 8, 2013

Christmas in July: Pt1 Everything You Want & Moore



Did Santa forget to bring you a Turbo Man doll? He’s senile Commie Pinko pedo, George Baily killing, Fortress of Solitude stealing, Deniro deer hunter slaver, and a shameless Coke fiend promoter. Sure it’s a cliché to say, but Xmas is truly the most cynical time of the year! Welcome to Christmas in July all the way from rain soaked Japan. Let’s “organize some distance” cause “I won’t be home for Christmas”… but that’s BS since LYCO BOND WILL RETURN IN LYCO’S FAMILY CHRISTMAS VACATION coming out in December, 2013.

I can spit on Jolly Nick, Black Friday, and radio season songs (With the exceptions being Springsteen’s “Santa Claus is Coming to Town” & Tom Petty’s “Christmas All Over Again". I hope that reindeer backed over Granny after the head on collision), but I enjoy plenty of eggnog, A Christmas Carol (The black & white one and Muppets!), and spending time with loved ones as much as anyone.

Being home for the holidays made me really appreciate Amazon domestic delivery prices, comic shops, and the wonderful socialist services provided by my local public library. I also got to reread a lot of my favorite collections from the dusty bookshelf in my stately suburban home. 

Below is a list of books I got while stateside that I had never read, which I brought back with me to enjoy. The books that made the list have kind of been forgotten or not talked about enough. Well, that ends now! Run run, REDRUM Rudolph after the jump!

Saturday, June 8, 2013

Magnificent7 Part 2: Bow Ties are Cool




The Flash: The Greatest Stories Ever Told
By John Broome, Gardner Fox Carmine Infantino, Cary Bates, Mark Waid, various

Recommended Listening:          Born to Run- Bruce Springsteen (1975)


“Together we could break this trap/ We’ll run till we drop, baby we’ll never go back”- Born to Run





Motion, fluidity, and a promise of escape to somewhere better are all that the Flash and the E Street Anthem can offer to you, gentle reader. At first it may seem too obvious a stretch in pairing the two, but to someone who spent high school in a small ignorant town repetitiously and ritually running around a track with lines like “Baby this town rips the bones from your back/ It’s a death trap, it's a suicide rap/ We gotta get out while were young” I hoped I could make it out alive from the Time Bomb High School just a little faster via light speed into a brighter future a million miles from my hometown. Springsteen’s song and the Flash both extend a hand to anyone to run along side them into the unknown, which isn’t what they are running from, but boldly towards.

The Flash’s design and conception is like a butterscotch Fender Telecaster. Elegant and simple in design, yet versatile in doing anything from melancholy doo wop to razor edged punk. The coolest Flash, Barry Allen, broke out in 1956 and on the heels of Rock and Roll. In the 50s and 60s he visually looked someone you'd see on Mad Men. In his crew cut and bow tie he juggled between making deadlines as a forensic scientist and showing up late to dates with his fiancee, who was in the latest fashion. A dashing combination of a nonviolent Dexter and a monogamous Don Draper as Barry, but as the Flash he was chasing the dragon into psychedelia.

Possessing only super speed, Barry Allen can do just about anything his writers imagine and make it believable in a Pop fused SF manner. Grant Morrison once wrote that the Flash has to use his powers like a science fiction writer writes. In most of the Silver Age stories and the ones in this volume, the Flash rarely ever just punches out a non super powered foe, which is lazy and maybe more importantly, recklessly dangerous. As someone who abhors real world violence, it’s always a delight to see a fictional hero intelligently dispose of a villain without using fists.

 It needs 1.21 gigawatts of electricity

If you’re a fan of Doctor Who, then Barry Allen, the Fastest Man Alive, is the other guy in the cool bow for you. Besides always standing up against injustice like the Doctor, in this volume the Flash is also an explorer of time, alternate worlds,, a hidden city of super evolved gorillas, and meta fiction. Barry, just like his readers is a comics fan. He even visited our world and went to the offices of DC Comics in NY to ask the then famous editor, and an architect for revamping many DC properties in the Silver Age, Julie Schwartz for help building a version of his Cosmic Treadmill to return back into his fictional reality.

Once bestowed with superpowers, he never needed a plausible reason to become an altruistic hero other than a childhood of reading simplistic superhero comics from the Golden Age. Of course his favorite was the 1940s’ Flash, Jay Garrick, who he meets in the classic “Flash of Two Worlds”, which introduced the idea of multiple universes existing on different vibrations in the DCU.


A sad trend in many current comics is to provide characters with lost family in order to justify them becoming heroes, but that’s actually quite insulting to at least a few decent paramedics, social workers, 9/11 First Responders, and others around the world with vocations in which they try to do the right thing in life for humanity, and they probably do it without needing to avenge dead relatives.

Running can be an isolating sport. You’re often trying to beat your past glories. You might not even notice your opponents struggling to keep up or outdistance you. The Flash’s race is a relay and a legacy of passing the baton and yellow treads on to another speedster. That legacy and the family created from it runs across the history of the DCU from the rebirth of superheroes in the Silver Age, through the Dark Age when Barry Allen sacrificed himself to save the universe, and helping usher in the Renaissance Age with writer Mark Waid’s character building on Barry’s former kid sidekick, Wally West, and worthy adult inheritor of the lightning bolt sigil.

Although the person in the suit changes every now and then the Flash is always running towards a better tomorrow, which is something that helped me and I hope others to get over hurdles. That was a lame pun, and I apologize. I never did hurdles. I ran long distance, even in winter with shorts and a hoodie, thinking if I kept moving I wouldn’t get cold or bitter. Something that the Flash can teach you that can’t learn from track or cross country is that you don’t get the chance to stretch when it really counts.



"Don't look back"

Sunday, May 26, 2013

Just Another Cosmic Pooch



Name:                          Lyco Barks
Notable Aliases:           Ranak
                                   Darkness on the Edge of Town
                                    狂犬
Attended:                    Punk Rock Church
Workplace:                  Clubs and the Cosmos


Hungry Heart
Who is this pretentious goofball? Goofy I am. I’ll be the first to shoot my own ego down. But don’t let that stop anyone out there from giving me some kicks. This pup can take it.

I’m a proud resident of Hope Street and a true believer in the power of fictional superheroes. I’ve learned more from a 22 page comic and “a 3 minute record” than I “ever learned in school” (Springsteen, 1984). I’m also the lead singer and rhythm guitarist in a Japanese Ramones cover band, though we’re looking into doing some original tunes. Occasionally I moonlight as a chaos magician and mystify drunk salary men with my tarot.

I want to kindly thank the Nerd for extending the invitation to write on his arbitrary blog. I look forward to leaving future scribbles of hopefully worthy additions of insights into arbitrariness. There’s plenty of randomness going on in my head to share. 

Space is a valuable commodity
I’m too humble or lack the moxy to claim to be a master of all things DC, though sometimes I like to think I’m PreNew52’s Tim “Robin III” Drake’s biggest fan and that I’ve seen and read every Grant Morrison interview I could find. I would probably own Gardner Fox’s entire Silver Age Justice League run or all the Jack Kirby Omnibuses if only international shipping rates were cheaper on Amazon.

One of the pitfalls of living in Manga Land Japan is limited access to U.S. comics. I’ve scoured a country a little smaller than California for the allusive American consumer product. I manage to get my monthly fix from digital comics with their gorgeous backlighting on a computer screen. Currently I’m enjoying Batman Inc, Justice League, Justice League of America, Wonder Woman, but might be picking up  forthcoming Justice League Dark issues after liking Pete Milligan’s opening arc, and catching up on Animal Man.

Although I love DC and quite a few Vertigo books, Marvel isn’t a neglected child in my eyes. I adore the first fifty issues of Amazing Spider-Man, Chris Claremont’s X-Men, Life of Captain Marvel, The Kree-Skrull War, and other great past and recent stories.

 Other interests I’ll probably be exploring at a later date are Kurosawa films, Mad Max, TV’s The Prisoner, Anime’s Darker than Black and Occult Academy, and maybe anything that might be connected fundamentally with Bruce Springsteen. No, I’m not from Jersey, but I usually picture Gotham City there.
  
 For the immediate future I’ll be reviewing Grant Morrison’s recently completed Action Comics, Geoff Johns’ Shazam backups from Justice League, and Wonder Woman beginning from #15 and onwards.

First up, I’ll be doing a 7 part series of suggested introductory collections to new and recent readers of the expansive DC Universe outside of Superman and Batman.

           Be seeing you.