Thursday, November 17, 2022

Young For Eternity!

Hot Damn has it been a long time since I listened to The Subways!

Here's what happened two days ago: I charged my old iPod and linked it up to the speaker in my office, found a bunch of stuff that I know is stored in my backup drive, but that I don't really have access to for listening purposes. You'll see a bunch of it listed below, from Living Nudes to my own Darkness Brings the Cold back catalog, to a bunch of stuff I'm sure is readily available on Apple or Spotify, but that I just don't think about. Hence, Young For Eternity, The Subways' 2005 debut record that rips from start to finish! I could have posted any song on this one, but I went with "Oh Yeah" because I literally got chills when the first chorus kicked in.

I never followed this group after their second album, which, at the time, I don't think I ever gave a fair shake. I'll have to remedy that. A quick internet search shows they are still kicking, and that kinda makes my day!


What a fantastic NCBD yesterday! Not only did my copy of Reckless: Follow Me Down finally come in (I forgot to ask them to order me one before the cut-off, and they sold out. I'm so not used to frequenting a smaller shop where the clientele dictates they order less of the non-Superhero stuff), but after reading the newest issue of Kieron Gillen's Immortal X-Men, I have to once again state that this book is the top of what the X-books can be.

While initially, the one weak link I had with Hickman's refashioning of the X-Books was his treatment of Sinister as a bit of a dandy; a gossipy, oft-comedic buffoon, I get it now. Between recent revelations in Duggan's X-men book and now here, I can't wait to see where this is going.

Also, yesterday Geof Darrow's most recent chapter of Shaolin Cowboy wrapped with issue 7, and once again, after reading it I am just blown away by the absolute insanity of it. Imagine Post Apocalyptic Western set amidst a pretty accurate extrapolation of the end result of our country's current obsession with nationalism, and throw in some B-movie Grindhouse violence and a healthy dose of ToHo Kaiju madness, and you're maybe in the ballpark, but still not going to be able to anticipate how bat-shit crazy this book is.

I can't wait for another iteration of this story, though I realize at the level of detail Darrow puts into every single panel of every page, 


Calderum - Mystical Fortress of Iberian Lands
The Trapezoid & Six Ex - Cannibal Children of the West (single)
Moderat - II
Living Nudes - My World Exploded
The Subways - Young For Eternity
Godflesh - Post Self
Godflesh - A World Lit Only By Fire
Ghost - Impera


When the desired result interferes with the rational mind, stability is threatened.

I'm walking a thin line working on the second Shadow Play again. One day I'm super psyched about my progress, the next, I hate everything I've written so far. Because of this, I have to constantly remind myself of the capricious nature of writing fiction, especially something that, for me, is well beyond the scope of anything in my short fiction 'comfort zone.' I'll take today's pull as a kindly reminder to watch my step and remember that, no matter what, I did this once before and I can do it again.

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