Don’t touch Lorraine. Chaos ensues as the gang goes crazy on each other. Stress of being in a band and not having any money can do that and just one day you snap.
This comic was a colossal job. First, I re-wrote the whole thing… several times. I struggled with putting it into two separate strips and that just didn’t flow well. Then I wanted a bit more action in the final frame as the fight breaks out. I turned to one of my comic inspirations: Jack Davis. Jack is well known for his illustration work, but we know him from MAD magazine. His drawings always had TONS of action going on and all those subtle jokes built into every frame practically. I can’t even begin to emulate his style, but I looked to some of his bar fights and what elements he added. Thus the guy in the lower corner watching his beer go flying and the single fist taking a swing at some poor soul on the floor. Meanwhile, our instigator just walks out unharmed. Always the case, ain’t it?
The Doors “Touch Me” has always been one of my favorites as far as their radio hits go. “You’re Lost Little Girl” and “Unknown Soldier” are my picks for album tracks. But they had a ton to chose from so it’s hard to narrow it down.
Well, they really are one crazy group of friends/band mates. 😀
Still, I wonder what broke them up in the first place ?
Also, I wonder if Bud’s the only one who has a child amongst them ? 🙁
Well, this in a way leads up to how they break up in two years.
I will be going back to the old gang one of these days. I have too many ideas and not enough time to draw them all. Drat…
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We are, sometimes, our own worse enemies.
True that…
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Well, if he really wanted to be in a bar fight that badly … nothing is stopping him from jumping into the middle of the pile. I’m thinking he’s more scared of of fighting crazy mothers like that than he would like to admit.
If I was gonna jump into it, I’d certainly jump into the fray on the left. That’s just me … if I’m gonna die, it’s gonna be with a smile on my face.
And Jeff turns out to be El Kabong … with someone else’s kabonger. Nice, Jeff. Just remember … payback’s a bitch. In cases like this, a bitch on full-blown PMS and first week into going cold-turkey on cigarettes. 😀
Toon in Friday for the repercussions of today’s events.
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Looks like when this goes to color we will be getting some great sideboob action on the gals goodies.
Yes, you will! 🙂
I have vivid memories of several girl fights on TV, in the movies and in real life (having 3 older sisters) where they just started tearing each others clothes. I thought this really weird. Now I need some female readers to explain that one to us nutty guys.
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if i had to harbour a guess as to why that is, i would guess that it’s purely about the clothes themselves. most women spend a lot of money on clothing. as such, to tear an expensive garment probably hurts just as badly as being hit in the face. or the boob.
Ah, that makes sense now. Us guys don’t give a crap about our clothes, so we just beat each other upside the head. Women have a much better approach… hurt them where it counts: in that great new blouse she’s wearing! Women are more devious… .
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Bet those are goldfish since they don’t look like archerfish, bettas, bowfins, catfish (not mad tom catfish they have venom like bees or electric catfish from Africa). Not eels, gars, guppies, knife fish (electric eels are related to knife fish), needle fish, Oscars, pufferfish cute little guys, pupfish, sunfish great game and pet fish or electric or sting rays. No piranhas or tiger fish (like piranhas but bigger nor sole or any other flat fish.
Hahaha, a totally unexpected ending to the previous flying bass strip. 🙂
I try not to do the obvious if I can help it.
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“No. Every once in a while, I feel like saying ‘Fuck this band. I hate these people . I can’t wait till we break up’.”
– Black Francis of the Pixies, when asked if he liked his bandmates
I have yet to meet anyone in a band who hasn’t at one point or another wanted to smack their fellow band mates around. Mixing creative types together is like putting cats in a bag for sure.
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yep, yup … and … yep.
if a band never comes to blows (or a screaming match) over at least ONE thing in their existence as a band, then there’s something incredibly dysfunctional about the whole thing.
Well this at least tells us what led up to the jailbreak picture
And Friday we find out what happens AFTER. The big “season finale” is coming on Friday.
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Oooo, it looks FABULOUS in colour! Especially the fish tank with its bass accessory. Damien Hirst would be proud 😀
Jesus… what don’t you know? Had to Google that reference and it’s a nice one indeed! An artist who uses death as a central theme… whoa.
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Trust me, there.s a LOT I don’t know 😀
Ah, you’ve got me fooled… 😛
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…and then Curly joins in the fracas! Woob woob woob woob!
Damn, that would have been a great background to have… the Stooges causing havoc! Even more so with that movie out now. Nuts…
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…and now after the Stooges reference, I’m picturing mid-’70s-era Iggy Pop rolling in the broken glass and then pissing on everybody. Ah, vintage rock n’ roll!
I might be wrong, but it seems that the girls put effort into pulling an ripping while the guys but theirs into punching. And I’m grateful!
As am I. 😛
During the summer break, I’ll be working a variety things, but a larger view of the two of them going at it would be nice to have…
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Or perhaps a couple of jailhouse shots?
Dunno what he’s talking about, this is the only bar fight I know of where “goldfish”, “flying guitar”, and “boobies” can all be used in the same sentence!
Only in my world… 😛
Lol what an interesting bar fight xD!
Sturdy Guitar
Indeed, but then again, Rock breaks Glass.
I see what you did there! 😀
And you know you love it.
I just noticed, That Beer defies liquid dynamic movements…. Must be a heavy ale…
Well another Merry Christmas some bar fight beer that rarely spills in my tale the fly boys and bar staff sing I’m a long distance daddy. Leave the violence outside the hairdressers and the married to a 40 year old hunky tonk runner. Involves a cleaver, corset heels, house coat with his bloodied boxers. The rest left to your imagination. Anyway I saw John Waters desperate living longing to be ruled by the amusingly despotic Queen Carlotta of Mortville they eat her in the end of the movie. The rebellious romantic princess Coo coo in love with a naked garbage man so injected with rabies. Even the neurotic Peggy Gravel a closeted fascist wearing a cute witch dress with caldron would be better than king Charles. At least Bluto isn’t raising taxes while punching either Bud or Jeff like in the 1980 movie Poppey. Bluto “Taxes, double taxes, triple taxes, quadrupal taxes sales tax excise tax” Robin Williams was fun in the movie.