I regret nothing.
So King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard have released another album. It’s April and they’ve only released one album? COWARDS! In 2017 they managed to release 5 albums all in. After taking a break in 2018 they’ve released their fourteenth album in 7 years which is absurd. In a world where artists release an album once every 2 to 3 years, they’re really putting everyone else to shame.
I can’t help but put this in terms of comics, probably because I think of all things in terms of comics and art. The grand plan, 52 issue epic series that shows off how much Borges you’ve read, quite often is the dominating idea. Especially in indie comics people will work on one idea for huge amounts of time ensuring that the grand scheme comes to fruition. There’s a lot to the said for just making stuff too. For just firing out an idea, for rubbing a few brain cells together and conjuring something quickly out of the blue. That huge project isn’t going anywhere.
Make a jazz album. You owe it to yourself.
At time of writing I am laying in bed, and I feel like I should be working. It’s 11.56am and I would be unconcious if it wasnt for a sleep assassin sent from the Gas company who arrived to fix the boiler. Inevitably he took one look at the boiler, announced a part was required to fix it, and he would need to come back another day to work his mechanical necromancy.
The reason for my slovenly behaviour?
Avengers: Endgame. I went to one of TEN midnight screenings of the latest mumblecore indie film from the minds of the Russo brothers. TEN MIDNIGHT SCREENINGS, Of which SIX were double bills. In one cinema. Madness. I had never done a Nerdy double bill before, and only one drunken midnight screening of the Room a million years back, and being an old man who likes to be in bed by 10.30pm I thought I wasn’t going to make it. But I was on the edge of my seat for the duration. A tour de force. A sombre contemplative movie about loss, that also happened to be the most fun I have had at the cinema in a long time. I smiled so much my face hurt, I laughed as much as I was on the brink of tears. Chief Engineer Bash wept so much towards the end that I got prune fingers on the supportive hand I had out on her shoulder.
It was brilliant.
I have tried to embed a GIF, so I hope that its worked. If it hasn’t then we are doomed. All doomed.
This is my second attempt at animation through the updated Procreate App. The last update got rid of the layer limit which really used to bug me, and allowed layers to be exported as gifs. Animation has been something that has eluded me for years. I remember the early days of NewGrounds or YouTube and thinking: I wish I had done that. Well now I have sucked. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
One day I will get the time to do a full episode of a Funk Soul Samurai Cartoon, or like an animated introduction for a fake Saturday Morning TV Show. Man, I have so little time, and so many ideas.
This was my first attempt at animation:
I am a big fan of nudity.
All in, this week has been one of lots of nothing in particular and very little to talk about. However, in the coming week I’m running three D&D games, hosting a session of the Creative Writing Society I lead, and having a few meetings about future events and things that I can’t talk about but are very exciting.
So I will leave it there for now.