Wednesday, May 25, 2005

Hello Chi-Town

We drove from Lexington, Kentucky through Indiana and into Illinois yesterday.
We're in Chicago today, after the most hellish drive last night. We had no idea the city was so big (it has about nine million people) and no idea every hotel downtown would be booked out for a convention. Somehow we made it safely to a youth hostel.
We're having a better time today, though. Helen and I have done a lot of driving (more than 1000 miles since we left Pittsburgh last Friday). We're so used to driving on the wrong side of the road now we're worried about what will happen when we get back to Australia.
We're currently in Wicker Park and about to enjoy some fresh fruit and salad for lunch (such a relief after all the greasy fried stuff we've had during the past few weeks - although we've tried to eat healthily as much as possible while in the USA), then I'm heading to Quimbys to check out the "zine scene".
Tonight we hit some Chicago bars. And, in a few days, we head to Milwaukee to meet "Big" Dave Vnuk and the other Vnuks at Vnuk's Lounge.
Hopefully, it'll all be a drunken blur. Cheers from the Windy City.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

Here I sit...

Helen and I sit on Bleecker Street in New York, bleary-eyed and jetlagged. The past three days have been an exhausting combination of drinking, meeting friends, more drinking, star-fucking and a near-complete inability to sleep.
Sadly, New York still can't make a decent cup of coffee to stave off the sweet bliss of sleep that somehow still eludes us.

But enough wanky banter: last night I harrassed Peter Boyle in the toilets of the Metropolitan Museum. Intrigued? More will be revealed soon...

Saturday, May 07, 2005

Quick-arse final reviews before we fly to the USA

Retro Dolls From Hipsville by DollSquad (with Clare Moore): Hot babes in knee-high boots playing guitar? What's not to like? Tasty 60s garage punk from these Melbourne lushbuckets. Head to www.geocities.com/dollsquad_rock for more details. You go-go, girls!

The Comics Journal can be a load of wank at times, but #267 (April/May 2005) - which is dedicated to the late Will Eisner - is worth picking up if it's still floating round your local comic shop. TCJ was the only publication that never completely kowtowed to Mr Eisner, which makes this tribute ish even more powerful as you know it's been put together with utmost respect to Will's legacy without hiding the less savoury aspects of his career (running a sweatshop in the 40s and 50s, working for the US war machine during the 50s-70s, producing one or two tedious graphic novels in the 80s). Anyway, this issue is chokkas with articles, rare interviews with Will and loads of colour art from The Spirit, P*S Magazine and his educational pamphlets.

Nerf Jihad #3 & #4: Matt likes to write letters to famous people. Amazingly fake, toadying letters full of annoying complaints, blatant lies and brown-nosing. Sometimes, he gets letters back from them: an autographed photo of Richard Wilkins here, a signed photo of Home And Away's Michael Beckley there. Or sometimes Matt will write to companies like Supre complaining about the shitty music they play in their stores, or P&N Beverages asking what fucking flavour is "Cool Blue Drink" Fruit Pops? Fair question. Between the letters are articles such as "I Told Alex Lloyd He Was Amazing!" and possibly the most succint summing up of the Schapelle Corby dope-smuggling case titled "How could anyone be this monumentally stupid?" Matt's a sharp writer and a funny guy. He also gave BP a very good review, which means I think he's a top bloke to boot. Want a copy of his A5 zines (loved the Osama Bin Laden/Family Ties cover on #4)? E-mail Matt at mattdicknose@yahoo.com.au.

DollSquad in action. Love them dresses! Posted by Hello

Wednesday, May 04, 2005

BP on its way

BP #28 ("Devil Women") is being posted out to subscribers as I speak (well, not quite, but earlier tonight they were).

I intend to have all issues mailed out before Helen and I go to the USA this Saturday.

Anyone who isn't receiving a copy but wants one can e-mail me at danhelen@idx.com.au.

It's rather good, I must say. :)

Monday, May 02, 2005

REVIEW: I Am Not An Animal

Fans of Brass Eye (admittedly, not many Aussies 'cos it never screened over here), I'm Alan Partridge, Spaced and just general whacked-out British comedy should make it a point to see I Am Not An Animal when it premieres on the ABC this Wednesday at 9pm.
Helen got review tapes of the complete six-part animated series last week and after watching the first episode, I turned to her and said, "That's the weirdest thing I've ever seen."
Of course, three episodes later, we're both hooked.
IANAA begins with a group of animals livin gin a vivisection laboratory. They've all been given the ability to speak and, it appears, incredibly vacuous, superficial personalities. The characters include Philip the horse, Winona the dog, Claire the rat, Hugh the monkey and Mark the bird. While the group eat fine food and bicker about the latest movie while dreaming of travelling to London, their experiment's terminated by the insane billionaire funding it and the animals are ordered to be destroyed. But before they can be executed, animal liberationists rescue them...sort of.
Now stuck in the real world, the rest of the series documents how the group survive.
They're joined by another experiment survivor: Niall the rabbit, who had a computer technician's brain shoved into his skull.
The series copped some flak when it came out last year from humourless animal liberationists (not surprising considering the AL terrorists are portrayed as utter morons).
IANAA is black, disturbing stuff featuring the voices of Steve (Alan Partridge) Coogan and Simon (Spaced) Pegg. It was written and directed by Peter (Brass Eye) Baynham.
Recommended viewing, I'd say.

Sunday, May 01, 2005

I AM NOT AN ANIMAL: Odd Posted by Hello

I AM NOT AN ANIMAL: Odder still Posted by Hello

GOD, I LOVE POKER: Ernie Ladd playing poker backstage at Madison Square Gardens, New York (c. 1971). Photo by wrealano@aol.com Posted by Hello

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Chris Candido (1972-2005)

Pro wrestler Chris Candido (real name Chris Candito) died of a blood clot on April 29, following surgery to mend his broken ankle suffered at TNA’s PPV last weekend. He was 33.
Boy, this is another tough loss...
I remember first seeing a video of Chris on some indy show in the early 90s and thought, “This guy’s pretty good.”
Not long afterwards, he was tearing up Smoky Mountain Wrestling as a cocky heel, then suddenly he got the callp-up from Vince McMahon and was in the WWF.
Sadly, Chris’s talents were overshadowed by the beauty of the WWF’s first diva Sunny (his real-life girlfriend Tammy Sytch). And both their talents were overshadowed by drug abuse that ended their mainstream careers.
Neither Chris nor Tammy really recovered and their stints in WCW, ECW and other indy feds ended in disaster (I remember them touring Oz in 1999 and the local workers said the couple were horrible to deal with and constantly fucked up on drugs).
In 2004, Tammy quit the biz that was destroying her while Chris got his act together and started working hard to turn his life around.
While I don’t receive TNA, from what I read, Chris was doing well in the fed and was well-respected by everyone. His accident at the Lockdown PPV was an unfortunate accident; his death an unforseen and unexpected shock.
I enjoyed watching Candido’s ring antics over the past 12 years. I’ll miss him.
The following extract comes from veteran wrestling journalist Dave Meltzer’s web site at www.liveaudiowrestling.com/wo/. I thought it was worth reprinting.
“There are times when famous wrestlers pass away and everyone starts talking about what wonderful people they were, and sometimes, you almost have to bite your tongue. This is not one of those times.
Through thick and thin, through the bad times, and they were many, I don't think you'll find anyone arguing whether Chris Candido was a really nice guy. He made a comeback at a time when everyone in the industry had given up on him. He was recently brought into TNA just as a test to put people over, and wound up winning a roster spot and was liked by everyone. If the circumstances of his death that are stated are accurate, it is one of the greatest tragedies of all. Practically everyone in wrestling who was at death's door at one point in their lives will say or have their friends say that are reformed. As history has shown, the vast majority of the times, it isn't true. What a lot of people don't understand, is for the minority who it turns out to be true about, it is a daily battle, as some, like William Regal and Eddie Guerrero will openly talk about. Chris loved pro wrestling, even though it came close to killing him at one point in his life. It was more living out his childhood dream than making money. I think he enjoyed it every bit as much when he was barely making ends meet than when he was under a six-figure contract. He was on the road right out of high school. He had a bright future. He squandered that future. But he was determined the end the story of his wrestling career on a high note and with respect of the people in the profession that he had at times let down. He was on the road to doing all that.What happened is one of those things that happen in life. There is no rhyme nor reason. Life isn't fair. You can question all you want about a guy who fought back from something that most never come back from, but then suffered a fluke broken leg, and suddenly, with no warning, this happened. Chris was very excited about his future in wrestling, particularly because he was starting to escape from the shadow of his past. The 6/10 and potentially 6/12 (if he was to be allowed to participate) were huge deals for him, and whether he would be able to wrestle or not, he was excited to be part of them. Candido's last pro wrestling appearance will air today on the TNA Impact show. I'm told they will do a tribute graphic for him on the show, I believe at both the beginning and the end of the show. Before the show started, Candido came up with his own angle, because in a cruel twist of irony, he had been in a wheelchair at a ruse for the last few weeks on television. Candido came up with the storyline that his real broken leg on Sunday was his karma for the ruse, which led to the tag team title change and what was told to me was the best Impact match in a long time. There was debate whether the match should air at all. Shane Douglas who was his best friend in the company, felt 100% certain Candido would have wanted it to air. So that was the decision.No death of a person you know at a young age isn't sad in some form, whether you know them personally, or followed their lives simply watching them work from a young age. Many people followed Chris from when he was a very young man, and some since he was just a teenager. But for many reasons, this one is harder than most. It's not just because it doesn't appear to have been self-inflicted, but because this was the phone call for years that many people feared we could get at any time. And just when we thought we knew it would never come, it came.”

Those wacky OFLC guys!

SIREN VISUAL ENTERTAINMENT – who’ve released a bunch of great quirky DVDs in Australia over the years (including, most recently, HG Lewis’ gore classics Blood Feast and Two Thousand Maniacs) sent me the following press release last week:

IN A GLASS CAGE AND THE GORE GORE GIRLS, REFUSED RATING BY OFFICE OF FILM & LITERATURE CLASSIFICATION!

The Gore Gore Girls is a thirty-year-old film that has been exhibited worldwide.
In a Glass Cage has been treasured by cult and horror fans over the years as one of cinema's most beautiful atrocities committed to celluloid.
Clearly, the OFLC does not agree, as we just got the phone call informing us that these two great films were rejected, and refused rating.
The OFLC, at times, seem to be very serious and narrow-minded since they are banning these two great films.
But here's what Herschell Gordon Lewis had to say about the banning of his film...

"To ban a 30-year-old film that has been exhibited worldwide, and has been available in cassette and DVD form for some years, is on its face ludicrous.
The Gore-Gore Girls was intended as a parody, and from its first release audiences have accepted it as such. The film has been exhibited at horror and science fiction film festivals in many countries, without incident.
Singular selection of any target while ignoring many others is a dangerous step some might regard as fascistic, an attempt to draw favorable attention to the censors rather than to draw negative attention to whatever is being censored. Were this "ban" to be applied universally, any film directed by Quentin Tarantino and many by John Carpenter and Wes Craven (every one of which post-dated this movie) would be snared in the same net ... plus the Australian-produced Mad Max classics, which in no way shared the sense of humor that saturates this film.
I add my voice to those who see no sense nor benefit from this attack."