(all you do is) wreck my life
Deathray have finally released their softmore album. If you're at all familiar with the history of this band, you know we're lucky to get a second album at all, let alone one as good as this one. These guys could have been a household name if things had gone a little differently. Their debut disc was a powerpop powerhouse loaded with perfect single material, but unfortunately everything that could go wrong did go wrong.
As a result, the new album can only be purchased through the band's website. But please, check it out! It's not very expensive, and it's every bit as tight as the first CD was. Plus, they never charge a cent for shipping (even to Canada!) and they always seem to throw something extra in with the order. Honestly, I really can't say enough nice things about these guys. I just wish someone would give them another shot at the "big time."
In other news, Ryan Estrada is insane. Did you know?
Sam Logan
Head on straight, mask on crooked
Have you seen the Wikipedia entry for Sam and Fuzzy lately? It seems to have ballooned in size since it went up back in April. I'm not really sure who has been updating it, but it's neat to see what other folks think are the most relevant elements of the comic. I think it's hillarious that an entire subsection is devoted to my massive lifelong rivalry with Jeph "Hitler" Jacques. I'm glad to see you guys take that mighty battle as seriously as I do.
The internet is such a strange place to publish. It's so incredibly easy to find what other people are writing about your work. I don't think artists have ever had such direct, unfiltered access to the opinions of their audience. I'm not sure whether or not that's a good thing, but it sure is fasinating to see all the same.
Sam Logan
I really love your tape but I hate your inventions
One of the coolest guys I met down in San Diego was Jason Sigala. Four out of five doctors agree that Jason is the leading cause of Niego. On Wednesday, Niego hit its 100th hillarity-filled strip. Sounds like an epidemic!
I also finally got to meet the infamous Ryan Estrada. He wasn't exactly how I had pictured him, but that's probably because I pictured him as the spitting image of his cartoon avatar: rubbery, spastic and constantly over-emoting. By comparisson, the real man is actually pretty laid back! But really, who wouldn't be?
The plain nicest artist I met at the convention was Girly's Josh Lesnick. I think the man excretes earnestness from his pores. I'd heard he was shy, but either that was just a rumour, or my calculated brand of abrasive friendliness frightened him out of it. Another one of the many cartoonists I wish I'd had more time to talk to. I guess there is always next year!
Sam Logan