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Gorillaz and Alan Moore Are Set To Collaborate

November 12th, 2009 Kyle No comments
Gorillaz' frontman, 2-D apparently can see the slice of pizza that I'm holding.

Gorillaz' frontman, 2-D, apparently can see the slice of pizza that I'm holding.

Did you ever wonder, “Hey, why don’t Damon Albarn and Jamie Hewlett of Gorillaz explore gnostic themes?” Definitely a potent question that I’ve never thought to ask, myself. Well, now they are more than likely to touch on gnostic ideas and explore some aspect of humanity that plagues us all now that Alan Moore is on board to help with Gorillaz’ new opera project. According to NME.com, Moore, writer of such brilliant graphic novels (Watchmen, The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen, From Hell – all of which were turned into shitty, bombastic Hollywood films), will work on the yet-to-be-titled opera’s libretto.

With Albarn having written 70 new songs for the project, it is looking to be more ambitious than Albarn and Hewlett’s 2008 release, Monkey: Journey to the West, as the new opera will appear in both film and stage upon completion. Moore seems rather excited by the project, which in turn excites me. He said “We’ve hopefully got Gorillaz on board [to appear in a forthcoming issue of Dodgem Logic].”

I'm very excited to get my hands on a copy of this, if I can.

I'm very excited to get my hands on a copy of this, if I can.

Dodgem Logic is Alan Moore’s new underground magazine which contains artwork from Kevin O’Neill (the artist for The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen) and even some writing of Graham Linehan (writer/director/creator of The IT Crowd and Father Ted) just to name a couple. The zine is said to be part entertainment, part grassroots activism/advice on all sorts of subjects from guerilla gardening to making your own clothes, living on no cash, steampunk guides to rebuilding collapsed civilization, and basically anything that comes out of the mind of the Bearded Wonder, of whom they call Alan Moore.

Moore’s daughter, Leah Moore, and her husband, John Reppion, (both top-notch comic book/script writers, themselves) announce over on their blog Moore & Reppion that the zine should be expected out sometime this month.

The Gorillaz/Moore opera collaboration is more than likely not due out until sometime next year.

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How This Post Was One

September 28th, 2009 Kyle No comments

Modern American civilization offers every human being an equal and deserved opportunity to be trampled by capitalism’s giant golf cleat wearing foot. With soul-crushing experiences and mind-numbing moments occurring at least once a day in the average American’s life, something must be done to relieve us of the persistent thought of “how and when am I going to die?” And in order to remedy such poor days and thoughts, we are placated with a barrage of music, movies, books and video games. And booze. Don’t forget booze. They’ve been chucking that stuff at us for years. Write that down in your notebook so as not to forget. Just the word “booze.” You’ve forgotten to do that already, right? Well, that’s because you’ve been drinking. No need for a reminder, because you’re on the right track, you winner, you!

By entertaining ourselves (I.E. laughing at people and animals farting), we can forget all about our dull and useless lives. And I for one will do the courageous thing by constantly commenting and contributing the aforementioned entertainment mediums through this blog! I know, I know. Originality is my forte.

To make sure that everyone is on the right page, here is a list of things I will be doing:

  • Contributing yet another voice about futile subjects to the already over-crowded forum known as the Internet.
  • Showing all of you wonderful people my music and writing.
  • Clenching my fists every other hour in hopes that adamantium claws will push through my knuckles.
  • Eatin’ sammiches.
  • Supplying a closely-regulated dosage of the “rocking” and “rolling” that all those damn kids keep talking about.

In closing,

Hemingway? Pussy.

Joyce? Taint-sniffer.

Woolf? Puh-leeease.

Dostoevsky? Gid-outta-muh-fuckin’ face.

Jerkburger? Genius…Kind of a douche.

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