Wiggedy wiggedy wham! Lashed through my comic in record time this year. I promise to spend the whole day and do it bigger and in colour next year while body popping. I forgot to take pics, here’s a shitty one

A much better one is here

Now THAT’S comedy.

I found one my favourite clips the other day. When I had this on VHS I wore the tape out rewinding it. Nozin’ Around, a painfully spot on parody in The Young Ones of yoof tv from the 80’s. Everything in it is funny. Every time I see or am involved with a contrived attempt to connect with the kids I think of Nozin’ Around.

I’m not a fan of Ben Elton on camera but this is his finest work. Check out the Professor’s little spaz fit when he cracks the joke. The whole thing is perfect and so fast paced.

I’m going wear out youtube from replaying it.

I was looking back some of the old Twisted Tales I’ve done and was surprised to see that I don’t completely hate my artwork. There’s usually a 3-4 month retrospective window where everything you’ve done looks shit. Or maybe I’m just not getting any better!

This story was done in an odd style, lots of grey tones and cartoonish faces but it holds up, there’s a fair few ropey panels of course but a lot of it is good. Man I can’t even look at MBLEH anymore, thankfully I’ve sold most of them but I’ll be giving away a couple hundred of them as part of Free Irish Comic Day this October. Ah well, if there was no MBLEH there would be no Amperduke so it was worth it just for that.

After I posted about my surprise attack on my nutsack a few weeks ago, Erok penned a tune to commemorate the event of my daddybag getting ruptured. I’m touched (not in the gay way) and honoured (in the gay way) that people go to the effort. Check out his blog here and the song here

Cheers Erok!

Grinding and winding, popping and locking it’s way back to Wood Quay for 2, count em, TWO days this year, It’s the annual Kings of Concrete festival organised by the sterling fellows at Micromedia; the shams responsible for polluting 100’s of locations with scalding hot globs of The Shiznit.

Last year was deadly but this year looks to be even more deadlier with tonnes more events, comps and activities. It’s a family friendly event so bring the kids, there’s something for everyone, there’s too much to take in at times, lads on ramps, girls gyrating to the beats, weirdo’s playing hackysack, fantastic graffiti demo’s, some clown drawing a big comic, ollie competitions….loads of things. Everybody is welcome, except the people I’m avoiding, you know who you are so don’t show up.

Yeah I’m down with the kids, I’m going to bust my fokking moves ragga style and trip into an ill two step checka checka one time. Visit the myspace page here

Here’s the video from last year

And here’s the comic I drew last year. I’ll be doing another one on the Sunday.

I was a bad skateboarder, only realised that I was more into decorating decks after a couple of years of dicking around. It’s like William Burroughs, reading about his life is fun but actually reading his work is horrible.

So that’s the 26th and 27th July, Wood Quay in Dublin.

Being woefully out of touch with the modern world, it takes me a while to hear about things. Seamus Brennan passed away a few weeks ago and I only heard about it now. I know nothing about his politics but I was always eager to see him on telly. He was tiny. I remember he was on Prime Time and his legs were dangling off the side of the chair like a 6 year old. I drew a comic about him.

I made him cry according to this article.

Here’s the comic. Notice the credit is Bob ‘Liam Lawlor’ Byrne. He’s also dead. The curse of The Shiznit……

That article is wrong about what The SHIZNIT means by the way

Again, I had no grudge against him. Everybody thinks I just hate every public figure and it’s not true, I like Pat Kenny,Gay Byrne and Dave Fanning. Compared to tools like Hector and every lame presenter on Irish television they deserve their accolades. Joe Duffy and Paddy O Gorman are still fucking clowns of the highest order though.

As part of my continual drive to limit the amount of stuff I have, I found the last remaining customised MBLEH box and destroyed it.

I used to work in a place where we made flexographic printing plates for cardboard boxes, they are basically just large rubber stamps and we could make them whenever we wanted. We made an A4 stamp of the most disgusting, horrible picture I’ve ever drawn and would stamp courier vans when they called in. It would print a perfect, clean reproduction each time.

Click on the image to see it but be warned, it’s absolutely horrible and I’m absolved of all blame as it was drawn 5 years ago. Definitely not work safe!

That was a great job. I worked there for nearly 5 years and it was there that I started to draw comics seriously. All thanks to Vinny Mc Mullin the boss, who turned a blind eye to my antics providing I lash through the real work. I love that man, it’s all because of him that there is Clamnut Comix.

As shown by the ever lovely Dec Shalvey, I did a wickle signing over in Aberdeen in Asylum Books and Games. I was over there last year for the Tequila Launch too.

Here’s some sketches

Gambit Lego man

Some girl gets Legoed

The Grocer from Mister Amperduke

The Girl Snodule

The obligatory panic stricken Snodule.

Big shout out to Mike, Marie and Captain for the nicest steak this side of Ghettysburg. Abderdeen is nice, I was shocked to see the amount of young heads falling around pissed though, I know you see it in Dublin but within the space of 2 minutes I saw 3 girls trip, fall or collapse. A young lad was stopped by a bouncer for being drunk and the bouncer sez ‘Walk over to that car and back’ and off he goes, staggering and weaving and then they let him in! You need references to get into most pubs in Dublin after a few a pints.

I was throwing out loads of crap over the weekend and came across a pile of stuff that needed to be scanned. I keep ratty old scrap books but haven’t updated them in a while. I have a few lame little mentions in newspapers and magazines but here are some of the better ones

Here is a classic image of me in a newspaper article about bus time table changes. I loved that 56A bus, it went through the nice part of Tallaght. I look like a spazzy werewolf. Ever present bed head in effect there too.

Here is a fairly in depth one, I got 3 pages to myself and I state that I sell 4 times as many comics in Jamaica than I do here. It still makes me laugh when I read that. What the fuck was the journalist thinking when I said that? I definitely said it, but as a joke. Idiot.

I took that photo myself as you can see from the craned head and the gimpy arm. I got slagged rotten at the time because it looked like they or I photoshopped the bags from under my eyes but it was just the way it printed.