The “Lost Weekend” begins with a bust and the group being crashed. Think it may have something to do with the beer? You’d be right!
Hope your Holiday Weekend went well for all you American readers. I enjoyed some really cool weather… no, it was down right cold (well, for summer). Hovering in the low 70s/high 60s for Sunday and Monday! Actually wore a jacket to go out Sunday night! Haven’t done that since like May!
Well, today’s song has been covered by them all it seems. The song’s roots are tied to the post-Buddy Holly Crickets, but was a major hit in 1966 for the Bobby Fuller Four.
his name is charles! We finally get buds name!!!!
Yep! Bud’s name is out. Go to the previous comic and I let you in on the whole name and how it came about:
https://1977thecomic.com/1977-comics/lost-weekend-page-1/
Armed and dangerous? Bud?! (or should we say Charlie? Heh) – ah, this must be one of those famous cases of mistaken identity…
Yeah, Bud is anything but dangerous…
As you know, my first name is William, and I just despise when folks call me Billy or Willie. This normally comes from a phone salesperson who is trying to come off as “my friend” and they’ve actually just played their hand that they have NO idea who I am.
That’s the advantage of using your Middle name folks… throws off those damn phone sales people! That and it messes up the Mortgage companies big time…
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Better yet, have an unusual name (usually family name) and listen as the telemolester tries to pronounce it.
Happens all the time when the call for my wife (who kept her last name). Alas, my last name is sooo common no one ever gets it wrong.
Well, you know about bass players not using their first names… ~grins and taps side of nose~
Nudge, nudge… 🙂
I too have the first name of William and I despise being called Bill (Bill is my old man) but constantly no matter how many times I have talked to him my insurance agent still pats me on the back and calls me Bill. I like to confuse people a little more though and only my close friends and family are allowed to call me Vinnie.
Its looks like the Law lost this one. 😀
Yeah, they’ve got the wrong crowd if they’re looking for “dangerous”.
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Mighty form fitting uniforms on those law officers! (Not that I’m complaining, although he looks to be “packing” as much as she isn’t.)
I’m crap at drawing crotches… I also get funny looks when I stare at people’s crotches to try and draw them… and you do NOT want to Google images of crotches… Oh… My… God… there’s some sick people out there… or some really nice ones depending on your point of view.
I’ve got the rest of the human body down fairly well, but now I gotta start working on those private parts “down there”!
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“I also get funny looks when I stare at people’s crotches to try and draw them… and you do NOT want to Google images of crotches…”
Bwahahahaha! Best snarfle-tea-all-over-the-monitor moment of the day so far…
Oh, as for the tight uniforms… it was the 70s man…
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Yeah…that’s why it’s not always effective to go for the flashy entrance. And why did the guy shout “Not so armed and dangerous”? I’m gonna guess he’s going to keep dong that during the whole scene.
Yeah, a bit anti-climatic for the cops for sure.
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At least everyone’s pants are still on. One of the hazards of being born in 1970 was that my childhood was filled with far more passed-out, pantsless adults than is probably considered normal.
And my parents weren’t even partyers. Partiers? How do you spell that?
Regardless: I’m excited to see how this particular story pans out.
Hey man
I just recently found your comic, and so far, its been pretty awesome, man.
While I’m not really a personage of the 70’s (I was born in ’72, so the 80’s and 90’s were really my ‘coming of age’, time, so to speak), I still enjoy your references, and of course the music! 🙂 Although my recent tastes has migrated to the current rock groups of Disturbed, Slipknot and Sevendust, I still enjoy loading up the classics; and all the memories, of course!
Your comic reminds me of a few girls I knew, way back when, who personified the lyrics of the ‘Pretenders’ song, ‘Middle of the Road’.
“I’m standin’ in the middle of life with my pains behind me”
The funny thing, is that one of those girls thought that the lyrics said ‘…with my PANTS behind me’! …And boy, did she live that way, too!
Hah! anyhow, thanks for a fun comic, and I’ll be sure to keep reading.
Mondegreens – always fun. i’m the man who heard the Blue Öyster Cult/Patti Smith collaboration “The Revenge of Vera Gemini” as “when the Holy Windshield Wiper Gets Me” – the real line being “I’m in the hole in which she finally gets me..”