SILENCE! #40
November 20th, 2012
WHEN I GET HOME FROM SCHOOL EACH DAY, I FEEL MY TIME SHOULD BE MY OWN…
Listen. I’m celebrity guest host Jonathan Cohen from TV’s Music Time. Gary Lactus and The Beast Must Die have asked me to add my special brand of gently sensible fun education to this very special SILENCE! Thought Bubble 2012 Special. Listen. Gary and The Beast went to Leeds with a bag full of dreams and sat at a table for two days trying to sell those dreams. Along the way they met a host of exciting folk like Al Ewing and Keiron Gillen. They talked about the things they noticed about the table, on the table, behind the table, underneath the table and beyond the table.
These things include Cosplayers, Deadline, Crisis, Fantastic Four, Walking Dead, Roller Girls, Breakfast, Dinner and John Wagner doing star jumps.
listen.
SILENCE! is proudly sponsored by the two greatest comics shops on the planet, DAVE’S COMICS of Brighton and GOSH COMICS of London.
November 21st, 2012 at 8:19 am
I still feel a bit guilty about Mommy’s In Heaven.
And having read SAGA, those sure are some big balls.
November 21st, 2012 at 8:28 am
Aren’t they just. That’s an image that’s burned onto my retinas…
November 21st, 2012 at 9:24 am
UGH, hearing Scottish on your podcast is like finding a fly in your tapas – it’d be okay if it was well done, but when it’s just sitting there raw on the plate it’s like “fuck that – take it back!”
Lovely podding otherwise boyce, was a great weekend, hope to touch winkies with youse again in the near future.
November 21st, 2012 at 1:25 pm
My sole contribution to the word of podcasting. Laughing like a goon!
Love it.
Feeling extra self-conscious about the fact that I did turn up with shortbread and Irn-Bru. Next year, none for you! I’ll just scoot about like a maddie, offering shortbread to non-Mindless. That won’t be creepy at all.
The Bedroom Revelations, though… There are two men in a hotel who want to use me as a footstool. Saucey!
November 22nd, 2012 at 8:08 am
The best bit of this week’s show was when the Beast gazed into the fist of Wagner.
November 23rd, 2012 at 8:03 pm
Fine podde, boys. Always nice to know that we listeners would be the George in the Rainbow Bed of SILENCE!
It was très nice to meet you at ThoBubs, as it was everybody I didn’t instantly footmouth. I had such a good time running around in my suit from the Dole, I ended a bit overstimulated by about 2pm, and had to go and have some quiet time out by the cannons. The spectrum of emotions was surprisingly similar to the ones I might have felt had I been behind a table: big highs, crashing lows and occasional moments of aching desperation. Thanks to this podde, I’m glad to know I’m not the only one who feels that way at these things.
The range of stories and styles on display was amazing, but the consistent high-quality of art and production was a bit intimidating. Hell, the random graduates I ended up getting a cab with turned out to be a couple of incredibly modest and astonishingly talented little bleeders.
We have an embarassment of riches, it seems: in the six years since I started doing shows, the “scene” has sklooged and squaarged its way into a whole proper industry like an undersea volcano seeding a fertile new atoll. But with Batman. Batoll! There should be a better way of getting this gold out to the masses, but that’s at least three different conversations for four different venues.
I didn’t do a great job of schmoozing, to be honest. I went from table to table, opening with the same flannel I gave you – except when it came to the Team Girl Comic table, where I opened with a terrifying Highlander reference that fell flatter than monoliths on Jupiter – and then losing my bottle when confronted by the quality of work that everybody had already achieved without me. This got to me by the end of the day, so I went home a bit mistley. And then I couldn’t finish me burger! That was more to do with an excess of onion rings than any self-loathing, however.
I’ve finally read all the comics I nabbed from you, as well. Your bushels should be burned, boys. Gary Lactus, The Amusing Brothers would have fit quite well in the adult comics anthologies of my yout’ – the Deadlines and such. The deliberate pacing of the strips adds weight to the sdeadpna urreality (can’t be bothered retyping that), as well as the pendulous knobgags. The Knights comic makes me glad that I spent all that money on that one Tom Jones song that time.
(I reckon some kind of two foot-high Amusing Brothers standee/hangee with, I dunno, a selection of speech bubbles(possibly wipe-clean, so as to allow customisation through the day, and/or personal insults directed at passers-by) or interchangable heads would attract many potential punters.)
“Beast Must,” I remain ultrajels of your mad skillz, and as a once and hopefully future illustrator of Dead Dog Adventures (I wish I’d had the guts to swap a couple of mine for one a’yours, but the bottle!, and also the guilt!), I found Cindy & Biscuit 3 both thunderous fun and anticynical grump-softening, confound you.
Andrew, it was similarly nice to meet you, and it is only now, at this late hour, that I wish I’d bragged like a peacock stuffed with fivers about living near (and once working in the car park of) the museum where they filmed The Mark Of The Rani. Never mind.
Anyway, that’s enough of that. Recloaking now. Same time next year?
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November 24th, 2012 at 8:46 am
What lovely words. I am sorry about your burger.
December 2nd, 2012 at 10:53 pm
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