January 1st, 2007
Scorned in Ireland but praised in France
Never mentioned this when it happened a few months ago but I feel like boasting today. In that kind of mood. Either this or I eat the giant sized Toblerone in bed while listening to The Smiths.
Yep, a group of comic fans in France with amazing taste dedicated an issue of their zine to me. Mad seeing an interview with yourself written in French. They pick an artist, mainstream or otherwise, interview them and big them up. Their site seems to be down but you can see the other covers here
The centre pages were occupied with this moderately unseen comic.
I got the idea for that comic after seeing this crazy BBC programme where this dude goes to live with a tribe and he does whatever they do and whatever it takes to gain their respect. He drank a bowl of fresh ox blood but it was coagulating as he was chugging it down, fuckin disgusting. I think they had him smoking some magic powder too. Some of the tribesmen were clearly just buzzing off him and loved making him to stupid or uncomfortable things. Did they ever really drink ox blood? Or was it just something they made up on the day? Reminded me of when I was in school and these straight laced kids would tag along after school to get a blow off a joint, once they were stoned we’d wind them up something rotten.
For example we’d pretend to that in order to get a toke off the spliff everyone had to talk in rhyme or with a Jamaican accent and these poor bastards, uncustomary stoned would presume that this is what we do normally. Ah, we’ve all been on the receving end of messing like that. But it’s funny shit.
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