If you’re new to the comic, you can find where Jeff’s car went “boom!” by clicking here!
So, what did Jeff drive the night before? Hmm… Only stoners know for sure.
Joe Walsh is one helluva guitarist and one crazy son of a bitch. Crazy in a good way. In 1973 I picked up his “Smoker You Drink…” album. Joe had me at the album cover which features a British Sopwith Camel fighter. Yes, the one Snoopy flies battling the Red Baron! The single “Rocky Mountain Way” was all over the radio that year and propelled everyone to buy a “Talk Box” device so they could sing through their guitar. Anyway, the song I best like is a great little tune called “Meadows” which features the craziest count down I’ve ever heard… Joe screaming!
A little trivia for a Monday: In 1977, hard rock band Triumph covered “Rocky Mountain Way” on their “Rock and Roll Machine” album.
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Discussion (18) ¬
Was he in the car when it was struck by lightning? That may account for the loss of memory.
Hey, lots of people have survived it!
LOL! No, he wasn’t in the car, but sometimes it’s hard to tell with Jeff…
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Ooh, the Sopwith Camel. I remember making an Airfix plastic kit back in the 60s – it was twinned with a Fokker triplane under the title ‘Dogfight Doubles’! and hung from my bedroom ceiling for years. Whatever happened to Airfix?
Hey Martin! Oh, Airfix is still around! I have some of their kits from import model websites.
http://www.airfix.com/
I love bi-planes. Not sure why, but I’ve always thought they were cool ever since I can remember.
Love the album, love the strip, love Jeff’s perfectly rendered hand on his guitar neck in the first panel, love the punchline!
I was happy how this one turned out too. I’m getting the hang of posing and pacing of the comic. Hey, I may actually be a real comic strip artist someday!
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Thanks for the support man!
I really like the timing in today’s strip, the conclusion is hilarious. The expressions in the middle panels is great, with Bud’s look of shock and confusion, and Jeff’s blank stare as he pieces things together, then the punchline…whammo! Great job in todays’ strip.
Thanks Tim! I do try! 🙂
Joe Walsh is a fine guitarist, but he’s also hilarious. See him live just for that.
Did Peter Frampton ever thank Joe?
I know, everyone made a bid deal when Frampton used it and I was like “Hello?! Joe Walsh back in ’73?” Oh well…
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Hahaha! I’ve had plenty of days-after like that. 🙂
You and me both. I remember most, but there’s a few out there that are just plain gone!
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At last, a Joe Walsh tie-in! 73’s “Smoker” & 74’s “So What” would both get serious consideration for my “If you were stranded on a deserted island & could only have 10 albums…” list. If I could only choose one, it would be tough… Great guitar player & you’re right, he’s hilarious. Back in the mid 80-s during my radio days, he came into town & did the AM drive show with our morning team. I stayed after my midnight-to-6 shift the whole week, just to hear the shenanigans & mayhem. He also did several solo accoustic versions of his catalogue up to that point – including his then-latest, “The Confessor”, “Turn to Stone”, “Life’s Been Good”, & I think “Meadows” if I recall, among others. Those versions stayed in the station’s playlist up until it changed format in ’93. I wish I’d had the foresight to record them for myself!
Man, getting to listen to Walsh in a radio station studio would be gold! Too bad the recordings are gone.
Walsh hangs in Chicago from time to time (well, he did at one point in time) and use to hang with radio personality Steve Dahl and I enjoyed those moments a lot!
I’ve followed Joe since “Walk Away” in 1971. Did you know he played on Jay Ferguson’s “Thunder Island” in 1977? I’m full of 1977 trivia… wonder why…
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ahhhh, Jeff. good for some laughs. and some grand theft auto.
The really funny part is Jeff is based on a real life guy who would on occasion come up with stuff like that. “Man, did I have a car when I came in here?”
He was a gas… 😛
True story: Friend of mine was going free-fall parachuting one Friday night (he would sleep over, then start early Saturday to get the most out of the day). On his way out of town he stopped “for a quick pint” at around seven pm.
At closing time (after eleven pm) he staggered to his car, now in the completely dark car park next to the pub, where he had considerable trouble getting the key in the drivers-side door lock.
Suddenly a voice came from behind him “excuse me sir, you weren’t thinking of *driving* this vehicle, were you?” Obviously the police. Think quick, Mark.
“No officer” he replied, “I’ve had far too much to drink to be driving. I was just getting my pack out of the car so I can call a taxi to take me home”. Phew. that was a close call.
The voice came again. “It’s just that this vehicle caught fire several hours ago and burned completely out.” The rays of a flashlight illuminated the empty, blackened shell of his once fine car.
I imagine that the difficulty here, for the policeman, would have been keeping a straight face as he delivered his message. That and winning the argument with his partner (without giving the game away) as to who would get to tell the stupid sod his car was wrecked while he was getting so loaded he didn’t hear the fire trucks in the car park not twenty feet from his beer glass. They must’ve sat all night in the patrol car just waiting to see who would try and drive off in the wreck.
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