Showing posts with label Comics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Comics. Show all posts

anti-butt crack law: "Immoral self expression goes beyond free speech."


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The butt has always been more hardcore than the breast, which, while sexy, is also maternal, representing the nurturing nature of women. Even the Virgin Mary bares her breasts in classical paintings. Baring the butt sends an entirely different message, so opposite that of the breast that many religions regulate its exposure. You may, for instance, hold the Koran in your hand, press it to your bosom, or place it on your head, but you are forbidden to touch it to your buttocks. Rabbinic texts instruct men to undress facing north or south so that their bare buttocks will never face - and offend - God. The biblical apostle Paul declared the buttocks a "less honorable" part of the body which must not be shown in public.

burned-out acidheads sell Bibles on the street for a living.



The light shows and sounds indicated the influence of dope on audience and musicians alike. They could no longer be called dances for they resembled Be-Ins more than the foxtrot shuffles that still predominate in middle-aged memories. Clubs, like U.F.O. and Middle Earth in London's West End, used to have all-night sessions, where one could listen, dance, blow bubbles, eat, sleep, trip, make love or just wander around digging the people. As might be expected, rip-off club managers began their own enterprises, charging high prices for music, food and hard liquor. For a time nobody cared, because the head clubs were community run and one could hear the best in progressive rock and grin stoned grins at performers who would later be ranked as superstars. A mixture of police harassment and capitalist economics eventually closed them down. The political nature of rock music is manifested at a number of levels. Many groups take explicitly political stands, whilst others make obvious references in their songs and interviews. The nature of the music industry, however, sometimes induces an ambivalent stance for, despite the free concerts and the heavy rhetoric, the record companies are 'only in it for the money'. The M.C.5, as long as they stayed in Detroit with John Sinclair, were a screaming, revolutionary band. As soon as they left, they became a teeny bop group with a mean reputation but without any balls.

a stark existential existence on the edge of society


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Baboon interviews Jello Biafra
I was arrested by the state for exposing the hypocrisy of the system.
Really? What did you do, demonstrate against nukes?
No.
Stop the executions in Texas?
No.
Help get food to feed the hungry?
No.
Keep greedy landlords from evicting old ladies?
No.
Pass petitions against apartheid?
No.
Save lab monkeys?
No.
I give up. What did they bust you for?
Selling pornography to children!
You are an inspiration to freedom loving peoples everywhere.

one of the sickest books ever written, or fiendishly clever propaganda?


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"She was dirt ... and hungry and cheap and demanding. But it didn't matter. She was all these things, and I know it, but she was much more, too. When she came up to me that first time her mouth making little squirming noises, I knew she was all I ever wanted. She wasn't beautiful, like the movie dolls are beautiful, but she had more of what it takes to be a woman than anyone I had ever seen before. She was pure, raw sex." 
Sin Pit by Paul S. Meskil (Lion Books #98, PBO March 1954) is 127 pages of gut-churning crime intensity, one of the toughest, most twisted, hardboiled police procedural novels you'll ever read. A case more twisted than you'd think Lion Books or any 1954 crime paperback would dare publish. The case concerns what twists into a lesbian S&M whipping case between Grace and the murdered girl Randy. See, it appears Grace's gambler "husband" just liked to 'watch the special goings on in their basement S&M chamber between the two women.'

a newlywed's inexplicable attraction to angora and gorillas


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ED WOOD , JR. (1924-1978): Having no training, but boundless energy and enthusiasm, Wood wrote, directed, and acted in some of the most hilariously inept movies ever made. Born in Poughkeepsie, he was a World War II Marine veteran who had worn women's lingerie under his uniform. Wood arrived in Hollywood in 1948, and began his career in film aided by the "Wood Stock Company," which consisted of drinking buddies and cronies. He sadly drifted into the world of pornography, and died watching a football game on TV, shortly before the renewal of interest in his films. The popularity of Ed Wood's work today is due to the availability of obscure movies on video, "Bad Film " festivals, disclosure of his transvestite habits, and awards lauding him as the "worst director of all time."

makin' out, dancin' the frug, the swim and the mashed potatoes


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Things went from 35mm to the full 70mm in issue 15 with 'Mutant Monster Beach Party'. It was filmed in photographs and featured Debbie Harry as The Beach Bunny and Joey Ramone as the surfer boy. "Joey helped write scenes in 'Mutant Monster Beach Party' he wrote the scene where a UFO picks him up and takes him to the bikers. He also wrote some of the lyrics for the theme song. He ended up using them later on in Danny Says, 'You can't go surfing because it is twenty below." This example of paper cinema featured a host of guest stars appearing as themselves, including Andy Warhol, John Cale, Lester Bangs and various members of Blondie, the Patti Smith Group, Dictators and Voidoids. Great fun, although it totally bombed when it came to sales. "'Monster Mutant Beach Party' pretty much put us out of business. Both photo story issues were our worst sellers. We put them out there and nobody bought them. They are our most popular issues now, but at the time they were too radical even for our readers."

"I'll be d----- if I ever allow another comic book in the house!"


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A small boy who had made ample use of the reading and entertainment we provide so plentifully for children was asked what he wanted to be when he grew up. His instant reply was enthusiastic: "I want to be a sex maniac!" ... At sessions of the Hookey Club, when there were only adolescent boys present, discussions about comic books were pretty outspoken. One boy discussed Crimes by Women. "There is one that is sexy! Her legs are showing above her knees and her headlights are showing plenty!" ... a fourteen year old girl stated that "she didn't like comic books because her boy friend read them all the time and tried to make love to her as he imagined Superman would do it and she didn't like that at all." ... A typical comic-book drawing shows a blonde young girl lying in bed. She says: "Then I was dreaming, of murder and morphine." ... Comic-book stories teach violence, the advertisements provide the weapons. The stories instill a wish to be a superman, the advertisements promise to supply the means for becoming one. Comic-book heroines have super-figures; the comic-book advertisements promise to develop them. The stories display the wounds; the advertisements supply the knives. The stories feature scantily clad girls; the advertisements outfit peeping Toms.