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Heller's recent bit on The Game made me throw that on the turntable for the first time in ever. It was in fact fairly awesome, albeit synthy—I only knew the 2 hits previously.

Ah, cool, as I read through the comments I was looking for somewhere to chime in that Samnee's wonderful art reminds me of Cary Nord, in a good way.
Kesel's run was a very exciting surge after some questionable (but not disastrous as some say) work by DeMatteis.

Nice catch. I'd forgotten that initial scene.

Miller's Man Without Fear (aka Daredevil, Year One) is fabulous, empathetic, iconic and the art rules. It made a deep lasting impact. A clear late career high point (though I like Sin City more than most folks here so I wouldn't say it's his last great work).

Yeah, it is really classic. Nicely weaves in everything from Lee/Romita vibes and the peak runs since Miller. So glad those guys are continuing on the title.

The Animal Man Rotworld was better by comparison, but both series were big dips in quality than what I expected from Lemire/Snyder.
I could fairly say I envy you for your fresh embarkment on Moore's Swamp Thing. It is an epic, weird adventure without rival (though Morrison's Doom Patrol/Invisibles runs have the same

Context means a lot. I was eleven when I started following her run, & it hooked me as a faithful DD fan since. Some of the edginess/socially conscious themes were pretty mindblowing for me at the time. I look back charitably. Helps, as some have noted, that JRJR's art was absolutely amazing, peaking with the

I don't want to be *that* guy but it's The Big Nowhere. I only know that because it's the only book I've read in that trilogy (read it last year), and it is a savage beast. I read a fair bit of noir, but the self-destruction and nihilism on display was an awesome gutpunch.

In 2005 my then-GF living in San Francisco got Ellroy to sign a copy of the Black Dhalia for me. He inscribed DOOM DRIIVE on the inner page. Great book, baffling inscription.

That's the right kind of nerdy—KC are the most nerd-friendly of heavy prog bands. Chronological geekiness. USA is such a great live record to play loud.

Lark's Tongue in Jello has no ring to it.

I like the way you think, DKW. Oddly enough, in the last week I've rocked both Temple of the Dog and KC's Red each for the first time in years. The Bruford-Wetton-Fripp lineup more than earns the "super" moniker you suggested.
My personal fave supergroup—probably speaking volumes about when I was in high school—is Mad

I think it's specifically the "BareembabadoobadaBOW," or perhaps it's that the best Thin Lizzy songs have that effect.

I've read a lot of Wm. S. Burroughs over the years, and if I needed a desert island volume it'd be the Word Virus compilation, which is fascinating and rewards random explorations.
However, my favorite standalone WSB book is actually The Job, a collection of insightful interviews where he (oft hilariously) explains the

Strangely, I find the first Streets album, Original Pirate Material, to reside in a relatively similar terrain as Untrue. Similar skipping rhythm, similar tone. Totally different, but similar.

Kindred was amazing. The title track was simply incredible.
Thought the Truant EP was a bit of a letdown following Kindred's highs, though Rough Sleeper had a swell organ-based groove.
This Rival Dealer gets back to business but still not certain it rivals what Kindred was dealing.

That is true. The problem with Chris Ware is Chris Ware in the hell are you supposed to put those uniquely shaped books? Why did each Acme book have a different size? I bet a Chris Ware-designed bookshelf tailored to storing his works would be epic.

I just wrote a short essay in response to your excellent post and inadvertently erased it. Perhaps for the best. Since it was too long and you didn't read it, I'll summarize that yes, agreed on every point you made (though I haven't heard his latest yet). I far prefer Arthur as a solo troubador, with his looping,

Interesting piece. I figure that the idealism still carried forth post-94 with a few torch-bearers, Pearl Jam chief among them. "All that's sacred comes from youth/dedications naïve and true" etc. As well, the irony has been best preserved by the still-awesome Mudhoney—Vanishing Point is hilariously caustic.
Ergo, if

Thanks! Yeah, I have started to notice the lyrics, which are on par with MM's Lonesome Crowded West for clever bite.