Sing it in the style of Girls Aloud or don’t sing it at …
One Song For You’s Top Five bits of Mindless Bloggery 2011:
5)Mssrs Amypoodle and Zom, with Masters Andrew Hickey, Bobsy, Gary Lactus and The Beast Must Die The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen Century: 1969 by Alan Moore and Kevin O’Neil
In which a creepy walk on a summers day got even creepier and more summery with the help of the Mindless Massive. Still the best annocoms in town, no question, and the classic classics features and Kevin O’Neil interview were pretty fucking great too.
Because it felt good to broaden the conversation about the shitty ethics of your (our?) favourite concept farms that was ongoing throughout 2011, because the ”ethical capitalism” is a tired joke to be filed alongside “military intelligence”, and because FULL COMMUNISM »» Glibertarianism, always.
Sometimes you have to work hard to break a bastard’s reasonable facade and expose the prime fucknugget within, but sometimes…. sometimes the bastards do all the hard work for you.
Brother Zom might think these posts needed more work, but for me this essay series was just more proof that my fellow Mindless Ones “get” the potential of these lurid fictions way more than most of the fatbalding awkwardmen who are paid to maintain them.
Heath Ledger? Aye, that guy’s Joker was pretty good in a prawn cocktail sort of way, but we’re talking about DINNER here, awright?
It’s a little bit annoying that my favourite bit of Mindless bloggery from 2011 didn’t actually appear on the Mindless Ones site, but on the other hand these posts are easily the best things to have graced the “pages” of the relaunched Comics Journal website so it’s not all bad!
Before I read these articles I was pretty sure I was done with The Invisibles. No comic had ever fucked me up so much before, and I didn’t (and still don’t!) expect any comic to ever fuck me up quite so much again, but at the start of 2011 The Invisibles seemed exhausted and embarrassing, like so much of my own past. And maybe it still is every bit as irrelevant to NOW as I expected it to be, but while I was reading these articles the comic seemed alive and inhabitable once more and (it sounds stupid to say it but this is how it felt so fuck it!) so did the future.
Say it once more with feeling, try to believe it: