Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Shakeup At Aardwolf: Where's Amy?


Aardwolf Publishing's gal Friday Amy has apparently taken it on the lam. Aardwolf's president Jim R. (my favorite editor, at least until this incident) came back from a three-week vacation to find that nothing had been accomplished around his office in months. That is if you don't count the spider webs. His contracted authors, myself among them, are very unhappy about this.

Amy: If you're reading this, it's rather unfair that readers haven't gotten their books. Further, Jim is out of toner, paper, toilet supplies, and has no clue what his PayPal account is. He tells me he's sorry he called you a stupid cow.

Talking to G-d


Where I'd rather daven (#1 being the highest, #10 the lowest):

1. The Kotel
2. Hevron, in the kever where our Avos are buried
3. Next to the Rebbe, z"tl, when he was alive, in that little room upstairs at 770
4. Anywhere else in Eretz Yirosel
5. With Rabbi Kahane, z"tl
6. In a quiet shul, where everyone is respectful (which seems to only exist in my mind)
7. Alone in my house
8. In a clean toilet
9. In a dirty toilet
10. The Chabad of Northwest NJ

Monday, September 27, 2010

Make Mine Stan Lee


I've known this generous man for three decades, but it's always a thrill to get a note from Stan or hear him on the phone... And in a few weeks, I get to see his smiling face in person.

Cliff,

The greatest of New Years to you and yours!

I'll be looking forward to seeing you and Gene [Colan] in N.Y. I think it's great that you've been so helpful to him all this time. But then, great people do great things--that's why they're great!

Excelsior!

Stan

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

A Rabbi & A Priest Walk Into a Bar (or How Kars4Kids Literacy Program Made Me Give Up Cigars for Lent)


As reported in The South Orange Patch

On Monday, Sept. 13, the Kars4Kids Literacy Program presented Seton Hall University with a full Talmudic library during a ceremony held in the Dean's Office of Walsh Library. Presiding over the event was Fr. Lawrence Frizzell, who began by addressing the university community in prayer.

The Talmud is a central text of Judaism, written as a record of rabbinic discussions pertaining to Jewish customs, ethics, history, law and philosophy. "These texts will be a great benefit for our students in the Jewish-Christian Studies Masters program," Frizzell said. "Those students will use the Talmuds more frequently than others. But, the texts will be available for all students and the university community to use as well."

The donation was part of a recent Kars4Kids mandate, aiming to provide educational resourcesto children and students in need. Kars4Kids is a national organization providing for the spiritual, emotional and practical needs of children. The national, 501(c)(3), nonprofit organization was established in 2000.

Upon donating the sacred texts to the university, Kars4Kids spokesman Clifford Meth recounted his early exposure to Judeo-Christian studies and was glad that he could give other students a chance to appreciate what he has. "Today's student studies towards vocational goals," Meth said. "But it wasn't long ago that we educated ourselves for the sake of learning. These texts offer that opportunity to Seton Hall students."

On hand to accept the donation to the Walsh Library was university Archivist Alan Delozier. According to Delozier, the 73-voulme Talmudic library will be catalogued into theuniversity's library in hopes of having the sacred texts available for students soon.

"The Talmud is the essential reference work for scholars and beginning students alike who are interested in Biblical history," Meth said. "We are delighted to present this full library to Seton Hall, where the study of the Bible is so clearly emphasized."

Sunday, September 12, 2010

Gene Colan: The best of times, the worst of times


Did Gene Colan live happily ever after? He's certainly had a rough year—even rougher than the rest of America. But he’s had no illusions. Gene understands that it's hard work and perseverance alone that define a man’s destiny.

Gene, who turned 84 last week, spent the first half of 2010 in a hospital bed recovering from a broken shoulder and many thought he’d never draw again. But that’s like betting against the Yankees. Down the in 9th, two outs, nobody on, and Gene has proven once again that if anyone has the right to wear the spandex of Captain Comeback.

Gene spent today with fellow artist Rudy Nebres (pictured above) at ComicArt Con in Secaucus greeting fans, talking comics, answering questions, and reminiscing about Adrienne, his wife of 48 years, who passed away in June of congestive heart failure. His message was the same one he imparted ten years ago when the doctors informed him that he'd remain blind in one eye, and years before that when Jim Shooter chased him away from Marvel for a short spell: You take the chin music, pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and keep going. And he has. His current commission work is as sharp today as anything he’s ever created, and his last book, Captain America #601, took this year’s Eisner Award for best single issue.

Pay attention. There's a lesson in this for all of us.

Sunday, August 29, 2010

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Randy Coulture Drops James Toney Like a Bad Habit



James Toney’s first MMA fight (against living legend, 47-year-old Randy Coulture) didn’t make it out of the first round. It didn’t even make it out of the fourth minute. What was this dummy thinking?

Yes, James Toney is an accomplished boxer who has been KO’ing people since the late 1980s. But the UFC isn't a boxing match with 16-oz. gloves laced on 90-IQ gorillas. The morons who said Toney had a "puncher’s chance" and were brain-dead enough to put their money on this stiff obviously never wrestled.

Watching Randy mug this goon reminded me of my Morris Hills High School Fraternity Brothers visiting Fairleigh Dickinson University in Madison, NJ, for my birthday. A fight broke out between our party (a few college freshmen and about a dozen high school guys) and another party of perhaps 20 college-age upper classmen, most of them starting players for FDU’s Divison-Three football team. The FDU defensive line was bigger, older, stronger and seriously outnumbered my teenage pals. And we beat the bejesus out of them (didn't we Johno?)

The moral of the story: Don’t fight wrestlers.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

A Couple of Buildings, Once Upon a Time


With regard to the proposed mosque at Ground Zero (let’s call it the “We’re Erecting a Mosque as an Act of Gloating as We’ve Always Done Historically on Every Battlefield Where We’ve Ever Claimed Victory” Mosque), Norm Breyfogle (artist of Batman and other comics) naively laments on his FaceBook, “What's on my mind? Freedom of religion. Isn't Islam a religion? Isn't the First Amendment still in effect? I mean, it hasn't been rescinded or anything, has it?”

Among the many comments from many folks, mine: “Cannibalism is a religion, too. So was Manson's family, Jim Jones's cult, the Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh... You are using semantics (the First Amendment or otherwise) to defend the wrong people. This is not a freedom of religion issue.”

To which the comicbook writer Elliot S. Maggin adds, “Stop. Explain please. In what Universe and under what circumstances is this anything other than a freedom of religion issue?”

To which I clarify: “The people financing this edifice to sacrificial infidels are mocking us after backing other acts of human terrorism. And it's good, well-meaning folks like you, Elliot, and Norm, and a host of other idealists who make them realize what a soft and easy target America has become. As I said earlier, the Bhagwan Shree Rajneesh is a religion, too. By strict, fifth-grade interpretation of the First, you'd have to legitimize them as well. But that's not how things work.”

To which Maggin appends (and you can feel his fists clenching): “How things work is a lame and logic-free rationale for casual and convenient divergence from fundamental principles. Interpretation of the First Amendment in this case - and in most cases - is simply a matter of reading and understanding it. And to ascribe the equation of the downtown community center’s financing with the people who once upon a time sent a gang of killers to drop a couple of buildings on the people who currently own this onetime coat shop and our other neighbors to fifth-grade level logic would be grossly generous. This attitude is on its face the worst and most un-American type of ideological prejudice.”

To which I sighed. Because the enemies of America read this and laugh. Because there were even certain Jews who voted for Hitler (and would do so again) as fear makes certain types of high-verbal, otherwise intelligent people (who are all-too-often Jewish) tragically unintelligent when it comes to their own survival. And I replied, “Your belief that the attacks of Sept. 11 were once upon a time and merely a couple of buildings tells me everything I need to know. I'm sure you're as well-intentioned as the Jews on Kristallnacht who said, 'So they broke a few windows. It's nothing we can't fix…' As much as I'd hope you're right about your belief that there are moderates among these people who just want to pray their own way, it's historically clear that you are terribly, dangerously mistaken. Our very decent Constitution is just one of the weapons they are turning on us now. Welcome to The United States of Atlantis before they sink it."

And I sighed eternally.

Thursday, July 22, 2010

The Cultural Intifada

Look! Up in the sky! It’s freedom of religion!

But Meg Ryan just cancelled her appearance at this week’s Jerusalem Film Festival. And Elvis Costello changed his mind about performing in Jerusalem. And Carlos Santana was bullied out of appearing at his sold-out performance in Israel.

Elton John, on the other had, said this in mid-June to an enthusiastic Israeli crowd: “Shalom! We are so happy to be back here! Ain’t nothing gonna stop us from coming, baby. Musicians spread love and peace and bring people together. That’s what we do. We don’t cherry pick our conscience.”

Jethro Tull also refused to be intimidated out of playing three concerts in Israel in early August. Said Ian Anderson, “[I have] long maintained the position that culture and the arts should be free of political and religious censorship.”

Monday, July 19, 2010

Scott Kempner Breaks His Silence


Pals of Mrs. Meth’s boy Clifford know I'll swan dive into hemorrhagic shock if forced to go too long without the good stuff, and it’s been too long, my droogs, since fellas with guitar guts, soul ripping, honest, have burned across these bankrupt airwaves. There's nothing coming through that we haven’t already heard half a million times until everything holy has become muzak to broken ears... So your love-starved author contacted Scott "Top 10" Kempner, then drove to the edge of town, climbed out of his rusting Jap garbage hauler, slammed the door, and strode through the woods until he reached the banks of the Rockaway River. And there he fell to his knees and looked to the sky. Who will save rock and roll?

Meth: When did you first realize that The Dictators had passed into a serious part of rock-and-roll history?

Kempner: Well, this is not an open-shut, widely accepted or widely held concept to begin with, our being part of rock’n’roll history. I think it is close to 50/50 as to how often the band is given any kind of recognition in, for example, the printed word: books, magazines, etc., things that serve as accepted proof of one’s relevance. Timing-wise, we were really born on the cusp—that’s one reason why. We in no way had any kind of D.I.Y. work ethic or sound; we bordered on metal, we had Ross, and we started on the tail end of the Dolls, and a year or two before the Ramones are all other reasons why. That last point is what I mean about being born on the cusp. But, there’s a difference of opinion out there. A confusion, maybe, as to who we actually are, or were. Plus, what would come to be defined as the “Punk” sound, that downstroke eighth-note thing that The Ramones used in every song they recorded for their entire career, more or less, was not something we participated in. Ironically, it would become something we did rely on decades later around the recording of DFFD.

All of this sets up the answer to your actual question, which is I am completely unsure as to exactly how much we have passed into rock’n’roll history. I mean, we’re not ever mentioned in the same breath as The Ramones, Blondie, Television, Talking Heads, or even The Dead Boys. Which, to me, totally makes sense. It’s always some other classification outside of those bands that we’re put into, when we’re mentioned at all that is. Which also makes sense to me.

On the other hand, I do meet people all the time who are thrilled to meet Top 10 of The Dictators, and who really get it, and as a rule, the fans we have love us. And, sometimes it’s more about how big you are in the hearts of your fans than just how big you are. And, we have ferocious fans. It does make me smile just thinkin’ about ‘em. So, where do we stand in The Big Book? I just don’t really know.

Meth: I was called a punk fiction writer in print by no less than Andy Shernoff. But to be honest, I have no idea what that means anymore. To me, James Dean was punk. Brando. Joey Ramone. Sid Vicious... But Green Day? Jesus Murphy! If that’s punk, then flush me now.

Kempner: Punk is a word that has survived on the strength of sheer flexibility, the ability to mutate, and to finally find a home in a financially lucrative host. It has always denoted some form of outlaw status. A punk was misunderstood, a victim, embodied a slow smoldering rage at one’s own ineffectiveness, the little engine that can’t. As far as I know the word has its origins in prisons. The one who becomes sex slave to others was a punk. A humble beginning, for sure. It retained some of the victim vibe of its prison origin in its travels until it gets transferred to an actual outlaw and/or, perhaps, criminal. But, definitely an outsider. Brando becomes a punk icon by assuming outsider-ness, vulnerability, rage, unpredictability and anti-heroism. The latter is retained forevermore in the punk ethos. It’s all about anti-hero, by virtue of all this iconography that has preceded it.

In Rock’n’Roll, punk reaches its more contemporary meaning when the tag begins to be worn proudly, as a statement that contains all the previous meanings and mutations, except the original one, the prison one. First as a description of all the post-Beatles one hit wonders and the thousands of band that began making a racket in mom and dad’s garage. Then, it gets codified as an umbrella tag for the mid-70’s CBGB scene we were a part of. Finally, Green Day institutionalized it by making millions off of it. What’s the connection? Along the way, that Ramones sound becomes institutionalized as “the Punk” guitar style. And that, right there, that little head of a pin, the Johnny Ramone guitar style that Green Day adapted and built on, that is why they are now Punk!

I would say that Shernoff being the astute fellow I know him to be was referring to your individuality, your uncompromising style and attitude, all of which would be pure outsiderness. That would be what Andy was talking about. He’s talking about a more aesthetically “pure” use of the term punk. I would say we would all use the term punk to describe Richard Meltzer, the Dictators’ godfather. I would also put my personal opinions about the word punk closer to Andy’s than I would to the explanation and chronology of the word I’ve offered, especially when it comes to you. It’s a compliment.

Meth: I don’t remember what I expected from DFFD—I guess a sort of retro-fit BLOOD BROTHERS (my favorite of the 'Tators original LPs). But I was ossified, pal. It wasn’t only the best Dictators album by light years, it became an instant classic in the Meth household. One of my favorite 25 albums ever. Did you guys realize how giant it was at the time?

Kempner: That record took a very long time to make, and we went through about another half dozen songs, or more, in all kinds of styles that were rejected along the way. I do think it has the best stuff we ever recorded, although I’m not crazy about the whole thing. It was also a difficult time for me personally in the band. It wasn’t long after the record finally came out that I left the band. Maybe six months after it came out. I guess it had been coming for awhile, and a disagreement over a tour of Australia in the Summer of ’02 brought my 30 years in the band crashing to a close. I was sure at the time that I would never play with them again, and I didn’t play another show with the band for two years.

My return to the fold only happened because Little Steven was having his Underground Garage Festival, wanted the Dictators, and didn’t think it was The Dictators without me. He went to battle for me unbeknownst to me, at first. But, his opinion is an opinion I happened to share, which is of course exactly where we stand at the moment, and this time it isn’t me on the outside. If Steven hadn’t gotten involved at that level I don’t know for sure if I ever would have played with them again. I’m very grateful he did what he did, believe me. I hope the other guys feel the same way.

But, as for DFFD, I put WHO WILL SAVE ROCK’N’ROLL?, I AM RIGHT, AVENUE A, IT’S ALL RIGHT, SAVAGE BEAT, CHANNEL SURFIN’ and JIM GORDON BLUES up there as the best things we ever committed to record. The record also sounds way better than anything we had ever recorded, mostly because we were way better than we were when we were recording in the 70’s. And, if it stands as the last studio document of the band, which at this time seems to be the likely case, I think it does a good job of that of representing where the band was at in the 21st century.

Meth: It kills me that there’s nothing new coming out of the ‘tators. I’m pals with Richard and Andy so I sort of get it. Any thoughts on this?

Kempner: Well, for one thing, the Dictators record at an agonizingly slow pace. That’s part of the problem. We’ve always had major personality differences within the band, as well. Not that this is an unusual thing for a band. I don’t know if any band is totally free of the artistic differences, personality clashes, and such, but another thing that Steven says that I totally agree with is that seeing as to how hard it is to make a band work, and to stick it out together, yet, how fantastic a thing a great band is, and how rare it is, Steven’s take is: you do anything and everything you gotta do, go through whatever you gotta go through, to keep that band together. He’s right about that.

So, ultimately it breaks my heart a bit that we have been torn asunder by these same clichés that have plagued rock’n’roll bands since the beginning of bands. But, that’s because those clichés are real, and painful, and very hard to overcome. So, it is very hard to accept the likelihood that the band will never play together again, but that does seem to be the case. I thank God I have the Del-Lords back in my life. And, at this point, I don’t really think about the Dictators much. I’ve come to some sort of acceptance that this is the way it is, and having the Del-Lords back, which is something into which I have a much greater creative input, being the songwriter and all.

Just want to add a bit about the word "Punk" question. The final resting place for punk, the final irony of the word's gestation and mutation, is that its connection to the outlaw/outsider vibe is now inverted and perverted, as Green Day has taken the word full circle, from outsider status to now describing a band who is as big an insider as anyone in the music biz.

Meth:
Well they suck. I wouldn’t give them a chance to bore me. But that’s why God gave us memories and recording studios--that we might have roses in winter and Dictators' music after breakfast.

Sunday, July 18, 2010

Hank Magitz and Adam Austin


Hank Magitz and Adam Austin appeared today at TimeWarp Comics and Games in Cedar Grove, NJ. Two people actually showed up specifically to see Magitz. They said he owed them money.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Gene & I Are Signing (and we're not even blind)


Gene Colan and I (really Gene) will be signing books this Sunday at Time Warp Comics & Games, 555A Pompton Ave., Cedar Grove, NJ, from 12 to 3 pm. If you're in the neighborhood, please stop by. I'm the one with the hat.

We Get Letters...

...and some of them are rather nice.

Cliff, on behalf of the creative community, let me be the zillionth to thank you for the great care and Ellison-level protectiveness you've shown to the giants. Kudos. --Mark Waid

Tom Palmer (Quietly) Breaks His Silence


One of the great unsung heroes of the Marvel Age of Comics, Tom Palmer has humbly contented himself with taking almost a backstage role in co-creating some of the finest comics we’ve seen. And it dawns on me that the inker’s job in comics is not unlike the bassist in rock and roll; when it’s done right, it’s almost silent; when wrong, it’s glaring.

I speak with Tom on odd occasions. The first time, decades ago, he was delivering a freelance assignment to Tom Phon, the art director at Electronic Design magazine in Hasbrouck Heights, New Jersey, where I was starting my career as a staff editor and writer. I just happened to come across his name on some art credits.

“There was a Tom Palmer who worked in comics,” I said to Phon.
“Same guy,” he said.
When I got up off the floor, I asked for an introduction. Several months later, the Toms and I lunched.

Tom Palmer's name has continued to come up in conversation—with Gene Colan, with Neal Adams, and with my friend the late John Buscema—so often, in fact, that I probably feel like I’ve spoken to Tom more than I really have. I have a lovely Avengers pages he gifted me with that hangs in my family room. That’s been the source of many conversations, too.

Today, I asked Gene and Neal about Tom again, for the benefit of a panel discussion that my new friend Mark Waid is hosting at San Diego ComicCon. Gene was particularly gushing:

Tom Palmer was really the only inker who made something of my work. From the moment that I saw his inks I saw what great painting skills and art skills he had. He really made me look good and I just loved his stuff.

As we worked together, we became friends and we still are. He was always very easy to talk to. He has a simple way of reaching you that’s hard to explain. Whenever he calls or I call him, we get lost in conversation about life and about art. I’ve learned so much from him.

My favorite inker? Tom was the only one. Al Williamson was really great, too, but Tom is special. He is a complete artist.
Anticipating my forthcoming ComicBook Babylon (Aardwolf Publishing, 2011), it occurred to me that Tom is only barely mentioned in there. Another crime I don't need to be prosectuted for. So I asked Tom for a sit down sometime over the next few weeks. And in my emailed note, I foolishly assumed he was retired and basking in the New Jersey too-hot sun ever-after.

I'm still doing a few books for Marvel and just starting on the new Kick Ass series with John Romita Jr. and Mark Millar, which involves a more finished halftone art and is time consuming; only finished the first four pages of issue #1 and miles to go! I have three painting commissions waiting and luckily the clients are patient and willing to wait until I get to them. Don't know if I've ever heard of an artist retiring and kicking back; think you only start to get good after age 50 and hit your stride around 90. I don't play golf either.
Stay tuned. Following SD ComicCon, Tom will have more to say here about something or another.

We Get Letters: The Invincible Gene Colan errors

Dear Cliff,

I have just recieved my [Invincible Gene Colan] book. But I felt I had [to] e-mail regarding its production faults! I had 31 years in the printing industry as litho/gavure printer/supervisor in both/production manager. It would be unthinkable to produce a book or any print for that matter with that amount of overprinting, which I believe was two lots of text on the same black plate... It begs the question why did anyone not spot it. Everyone looks at the job (print); if they don't then they are not doing their job. It is such an obvious error the readers should have picked it up! But what dissappoints me most is that a decision was obviously made to ship to the customers and with an error sheet supplied. To my mind it was a no-brainer, reprint, no question. Aardwolf [Publishing] have supplied a sub-standard product and expected the customer to accept it as it stands. I am a devoted collector of Gene Colan art (8 pieces) and he deserves every penny, the man is a genius. Lets [sic] not forget we paid up front for this up-front in December, 2009! Contents amazing, production lousy. Cliff can you pass this message on , please and I very much look forward to eveyone's reply.


Kind regards,
Steve Chivers

Dear Steven,

After more than a year working on this book as its editor--and after approving perfectly clean proofs--no one was more disappointed than I. Not even Gene. He has 65 years of extraordinary work behind him. This was my first book for Marvel and it looks like a bird shit in it. Seven times.

But you are sorely mistaken. You write "Aardwolf have supplied a sub-standard product and expected the customer to accept it as it stands." Aardwolf simply took a book that Marvel printed and Diamond distributed and did nothing more than add Gene Colan's remarqued and signed bookplates.

Aardwolf ordered hundreds of books, in advance, like everyone else. Neither Aardwolf nor myself had any control over what was printed. The proofs that *I* saw were clean.

Someone in China didn't do their job. Or perhaps Korea. I was fairly sick when I saw the printing mistakes, but what could I do?

That said, Aardwolf Publishing stands behind everything it does. If you aren't happy, please return the book. Aardwolf will promptly refund your money and shipping expenses.

Clifford Meth

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Capt. America #601 Original Art for Sale... Bids coming in strong

I've been collecting original comic art for 35 years (back when you could get a primo John or Sal Buscema page for $10, and a John Byrne sketch for $5). Among my favorite pieces are the historical ones I've managed to gather, including one of John Romita's early design sketches of Mary Jane Watson (a gift from John to Paty Cockrum, and from Paty to me) and a Bill Everett Sub-Mariner page from issue #61 (Everett's last). I had a page from Giant-Size X-Men #1, once, but foolishly let it go.

I don't plan to spend my entire 4th of July doing this, but I've had a fair number of blind bids on Gene Colan's original art for Captain America #601 that's now available. This is a great chance to own some comics history and great art. Click here to see eveything.

Friday, July 2, 2010

Bru-Hed on Meth


I ran into my neighbor Joe Kubert today at the local supermarket. We shook hands, exchanged pleasantries, asked about each other's families. He also wanted to know why I was wearing a t-shirt with Jay Leno on it.

Images Added for Captain America #601 Art


Visit this link to see what's for sale. It's not just great art, folks -- it's comics history.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Gene Colan's Capt. America Original Art for Sale


These pages are being offered for the first time. It's Gene Colan's last significant work and it's up for an Eisner Award. Own a piece of comics history while helping this beloved artist. You can see the pages here.

A Misunderstanding...Now Understood

The artist James Romberger is like the rest of us: He has no time to absorb the deluge of pop culture news. Thus, a complete misunderstanding occurred between us regarding Helen Thomas. He writes this morning:
Okay, I see that Thomas said something really stupid. I don't think Israel is right about everything they do but saying Jews should go back to Germany is fucked up. I couldn't find what she had done that you were hating her for until now. I had thought she was one of the good guys because Bush hated her so much.

Meanwhile you didn't make any of this clear in your post, you just went on calling her ugly... So I jumped the gun. I do think you could be more specific in your postings so us people who avoid reading the miserable news can figure out what you are talking about, and maybe set your sights a bit higher.

best,

James Romberger

Wednesday, June 30, 2010

So How Was Your Day, Dear?


James Romberger writes that he no longer reads my blog because I’m not so swell to Helen Thomas; Don McGregor said (in other words) that he’s now reading me because he thinks what I write about Helen Thomas is the bee's knees; some yutz named Rick Olney, who a few people aren't so crazy about, sent me a thinly veiled threat because someone else wrote something about him (?); Gene Colan told me he loves me; and Harlan Ellison hugged me and tucked me into bed.

Sunday, June 27, 2010

Gene Colan Art and Comics


I will soon be posting a number of Gene Colan pages as well as file copies of his comics for sale.

Friday, June 25, 2010

Adrienne Colan: A Fond Farewell


There’s nothing quite like a funeral to realign your priorities and make you appreciate what you have…and who you have. Today’s services for Adrienne Colan at King Solomon Memorial Park in Clifton, New Jersey (just miles from where Adrienne grew up) saw family and friends gather in her memory and to help her husband Gene and their children Nanci and Erik, as well as Adrienne’s brother Bruce, say goodbye.

A large crowd gathered. Gene was moved to see not only many relatives but also old friends attending, among them Bryan Headly, Walter Simonson, Danny Fingeroth, Michael Vassallo, Jim Reeber, and Leo Klein. As we buried Adrienne together in the ancient tradition, the weather cooperated and there was a sense of calm after the storm.

At Gene’s request, I spoke briefly about my old friend:
Adrienne and Gene have been my friends from the earliest moments of my career. It’s hard to even say one of their names without saying the other. It’s like saying Romeo and not following with Juliet… Adrienne and Gene. Gene and Adrienne. A half century together. A life time together.

The Torah tells us that before a neshamah is sent down into the body of a fetus, it’s determined who its mate will be. Indeed, that the two neshamot–the two souls—are part of a unity, part of a whole. We all saw that in Gene and Adrienne. I don’t believe I ever had a single conversation with either where the other’s name—to say nothing of the other’s interests and needs and feelings— didn’t come up.

I first met Gene as a boy at a comics convention in 1975. I was one of a million fans who would approach him in his career for a little doodle and he was only too happy to supply it. Years later, when I was looking to work with Gene on a project, I had to get past Adrienne. Boy, was she tough. She was so protective of Gene that I wasn’t sure if I’d ever get to work with this great artist. But that's when I saw where the strength of that team came from. A stellar career like Gene Colan’s doesn’t happen by itself. Talent is the absolutely necessary prerequisite without which nothing makes it, but you also have to be made of sturdy stuff. And Gene would be the first to tell you that all he wanted to do was draw. So Adrienne became his sturdy stuff. She was the bedrock. Gene is that rare combination of sublime artistry and absolute craftsmanship, but Adrienne was the engine.

I saw her influence on my own career as well. Eager for approval in my early days as a writer, I was hungry for the attention of folks like Gene and quick to send off early stories and seek blurbs for books. And Gene was only too happy to comply. But it was Adrienne who offered the validation. And not just once: I would hear from her often, when stories were flowing or on those occasions when nothing came forth. She wanted to why I wasn’t producing. And she would dissect my stories… and me in the process—but never in a way that made me uncomfortable. Hers was always an encouraging voice. After a conversation with Adrienne, I felt like I really was a terrific writer. She made me believe that I’d get somewhere because she believed it. Genuinely. And because she was no dummy. Adrienne was smart and insightful and cultured and well-read; she was full of opinions and drive and loved to share of herself and give you drive. She didn’t just do that for Gene—she did that for me. She did that for a lot of people.

In 1996 I performed a small kindness for Gene and Adrienne, but Adrienne never let me forget it. She acted as if this tiny act was the working of a saint. Her gratitude never diminished. I was family after that, let in on everything, the recipient of lavish baby gifts when my children were born… And the letters never stopped. The encouragement. Genuine, sincere, carefully considered words.

There are literally thousands of Adrienne Colan fans out there. You'll find them on the Internet. Seeking Gene, they met Adrienne at a convention or on the web and became attached to this powerful matriarch. I addressed these fans of hers in a column several days ago. I’d like to share some excerpts with you today:

The Adrienne Colan you met at conventions was the real McCoy. She was tough and funny and uncompromising; warm and intelligent and spiritual. And her sense of humor was splendid. I think that’s where we met—at that dark crossroads where everything was tragic-comic. Our friendship existed outside of my friendship with Gene; we corresponded for decades, sharing dreams and fears.

“I can take both sides of the debate,” she once wrote. “I believe in G-d and that Judaism, at its root, is the healthiest and happiest way for a Jew to live and safeguard oneself from dangerous, misleading …spiritually harmful things. But I also believe that there's a sickness that overtakes ‘religious’ people. There are many paths to G-d.

“[But] my Jewishness is something separate. My Jewishness is something I adore, feel enriched by. It makes me laugh inside and feel grateful for [it]. I feel like there's prime steak unseasoned, and then there's prime steak seasoned with salt & pepper and maybe a shmeer of fresh garlic! I bring to the table of life my Jewishness.”

And so to Adrienne, I say goodbye for now. And I say thank you for many years of meaningful friendship. And I beg of you mechilla—forgiveness for anything that I did that hurt you. In the end, we are many things, and some of them are sad. But some of them are grand.

So goodbye Adrienne...Until we meet again.

Thursday, June 24, 2010

Don McGregor: Good Things from Bad


As we prepare for tomorrow's funeral, I had a wonderful, warm chat with Don McGregor this evening, who called when he heard the news. Don and I have never met but I've been aware of his work forever. His excellant plots on some of my favorite comicbook runs can only be described as breakthough, and he was even more fun to speak with over the phone.

One of Don's stories described a script that he'd given Gene Colan to pencil many years ago--a script which included a tragic scene with a child.

"It must have been around midnight," Don recalled. "Gene called me and said, 'Don, I just can't do it. It's just too tragic--too upsetting.' Try as he might, he said he just couldn't draw something like that; that I'd just have to change the plot. And the book was due the next day. I broke into a cold sweat. I argued with him for maybe 15 minutes and then I finally threw my hands up. 'I just don't know what to do!' I said. And that's when Gene started to laugh. 'I drew it exactly the way you wanted it,' he said. 'I was just teasing.'"

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Wednesday, June 23, 2010

A Day Without Adrienne


Spent time helping make funeral arrangements, talking to old friends. Friday we have closure.

Adrienne Colan and I used to exchange photos of our dogs (does that make me gay?) Here's mine today, exhausted from her haircut this evening, which I understood, haircuts having been some of the worst experiences of my life.

In high school, Tom Roberts used to phone me every Monday with, "Guess who hates you this week?" Three decades later, I discover that artist Mike Pascale has taken over that job.

And at Yahoo, the "Clifford Meth kicked me off the Gene Colan Group Because I'm Too Brick Stupid to Deserve An Opinion" Group will be forming later this week.

Tuesday, June 22, 2010

My Friend Adrienne Colan


Ten years ago today we buried my father. Today, I helped my pal get ready to bury his wife. And then, at the end of the day, I made room for a few words about my friend Adrienne Colan.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Adrienne Colan, wife of Gene Colan, Passes


Adrienne Colan passed away last night or sometime this morning. We do not have all of the details yet.

Erik Colan broke the news to Gene about 20 minutes ago and then Gene and I spoke. All things considered, he is holding up well.

Note added at 4:55 pm: The medical examiner has not yet determined the day nor the cause of Adrienne Colan's death. She was found at her home.

Sunday, June 13, 2010

Got Meth?

A photo from the recent Aardwolf Publishing party. That's Peppi Marchello (The Good Rats) in the middle, and Richard Manitoba (aka Handsome Dick of The Dictators) on the right.

Good Night Chuck


"It's not a game for old men," I told my disappointed 15-year-old after we both watched, probably for the last time, former UFC light-heavyweight champion Chuck Liddell hit the canvas. Liddell (age 40) just suffered what I suspect is his final humiliating defeat, this time at the hands of gentleman Rich Franklin, the former UFC middle weight champion. There were five (5) seconds left in the first round when The Iceman took it on the chin, then again in the head on his way down, and was pronouced out.

Good Rats: Taking it To Parsippany


When I was 17 in 1978, sneaking into Dizzy Duncan's in Parsippany to see The Good Rats play was the highlight of the week. And if you caught a rubber rat that night? Hog heaven.

Tonight the Rats returned to Parsippany after a long absence. Not surprisingly, lots of old fans turned out and called out their favorite Rat tune requests. But one gal in the audience looked up at the lineup and remarked, "That isn't the Good Rats!"

"Hey lady," Peppi Marchello responded from the stage. "For 40 years, I have always been The Good Rats."

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Pork Rage


Thousands of pigs are expected to protest at the White House tomorrow against recent comparisons to former correspondent Helen Thomas. "Pigs aren't vicious," said one of the organizers. "They just like to root around in their own shit and eat it."

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Beauty Is Skin Deep...


But ugly is to the bone. That's the word from Hollywood producer Richard Saperstein who turned down Helen Thomas for both the part of The Wicked Witch and the leader of the Monkey People in his proposed remake of "The Wizard of Oz". Sources say Thomas (pictured here without makeup) offered to sleep with the producer's dog in exchange for a part in the proposed $90MM remake, but upon hearing the news Saperstein's beloved family pet (who, insiders say lacks a SAG card be will be cast, nonetheless, as Toto) rolled over and played dead.

Monday, June 7, 2010

Gene Colan Goes Home. Sort Of.


Gene Colan can't return to his home because he is too good of a man. Going home means his wife will have to leave. So Gene continues to reside in a hospital/recovery facility in NY City despite the fact that he's recovered from his injuries.

But Erik Colan, Gene's son, visits every day and takes Gene out and about. And now Erik has begun a series of video interviews with his dad, who turns 84 soon. This first video brings Gene to the streets he grew up on.

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Rat Love


Peppi Marchello has asked me to write the liner notes for the forthcoming Good Rats LP, the band's first in nearly a decade.

This shot, from my pal photo-journalist Melissa Beckman, was taken at Aardwolf Publishing's party on Wednesday evening at Manitoba's. Peppi performed five songs.

Friday, May 28, 2010

Murder Inc.

"Big" Peppi Marchello, Hank "The Chin" Magitz, "Fatty" Eric Austin, "Gentleman" Gene Colan, Richard "Handsome Dick" Manitoba
photo by: Jim "Don't Mention My Name on the Internet" Reeber

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Tough Jews

My sensei and my sons.

The Invincible Gene Colan: Live!


Gene stopped by Aardwolf Publishing's party last night. I was proud to present him with the first copy hot off the press.

Norman Spinrad on the Mend


Good news from Norman Spinrad:
"I’m less than 24 hours out of surgery and so not in condition to write at length, but I have to tell y’all that it went better than 100%. The surgeon in effect did the job he wanted to do after much more chemo, took out the tumor and a suspicious lymph node, didn’t take my whole stomach.. Thanks to y’all for your prayers of all kinds and degrees. More when more able."

Harlan's Birthday


Happy Birthday to my dear friend.

Monday, May 24, 2010

I'd Love to Write About Something Other Than Gene Colan...

But Gene and his situation have required more and more attention. I've avoided discussing many of the details, avoided adding the insult of embarrassment to his injuries, but much of his story is public record and anyone who really wants to know can turn over the rocks and see what crawls out. And it's not pretty.

I hope to see many of you at Aardwolf Publishing's party this Wednesday evening. Gene and his son Eric plan to attend.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Gene Colan is not "Ready to Work"

Gene is still in the hospital and everything is not wine and roses as someone erroneously reported. He is not "ready to work" in another two weeks; his life is far from "back to normal."

All legal and financial matters continue to be handled by his son Eric and his attorney Leo Klein; I continue to function as his agent and business manager.

Gene hopes to be home soon and we are all working towards that goal. He also plans to attend Aardwolf Publishing's party (however briefly) on May 26.

Are you a fan of Gene's? Now is a great time to send get well wishes. If you are a fellow pro or friend who does not know how to get in touch with him, contact me and I'll put you together. Gene has been hospitalized since March 31 and could use the calls and encouragement.

I am extremely busy with business and family obligations and will be out of touch until this Sunday.

Monday, May 10, 2010

Walt Simonson for Gene Colan


The Gene Colan Benefit Auction (which Walter Simonson nudged me into, though be prob'ly won't admit it) continues here. And Walter just finished "Team Kickass" (pictured) for the benefit. This art will end up on Ebay. Click on it--it rocks the house!

Sunday, May 9, 2010

Paul Daley Sleeps with the Fishes (and he wrestles like them, too)


Call it a vice, but I bet fights. And my money was solid on Paul Daley last night. I should’ve bet that he’d end up in jail.

My sons and I watched in amazement as Daley, frustrated by Koscheck's wrestling dominance for three straight rounds (doing a perfect imitation of what wrestlers call a fish), threw a blind sucker punch at Koscheck well after the fight was over, while Koscheck’s back was turned to Daley.

"Are you kidding me?!” screamed Big Dan Miragliotta the ref as he grabbed the sucker-throwing thug around the neck and held him against the cage. “You're a professional!"

Wrong. Daley used to be a professional. Now he’s a bum. Have we learned nothing from Richard Nixon?

Within hours, UFC ceo Dana White dropped Daley like a bad habit from his organization. In a sport working hard for legitimacy, Daley's sleazy sucker punch will be MMA’s shot heard round the world. Nice move dickhead.

So Josh Koscheck now steps up against reigning champ George St. Pierre (the king of class) as counter coach on next season’s “The Ultimate Fighter.” And Daley can get his resume ready tomorrow as he pounds the pavement looking for work. He’s already practicing the line, “You want fries with that?”

Of course, we’ll likely see Paul Daley fight again, only next time it will be in front of dozens of people in some bar within driving distance of his apartment.

Dave Cockrum's FUTURIANS Return


If you read this blog or follow the comings and goings of Mrs. Meth’s son Clifford, you’re aware of my decades-long association with The Futurians. Created by my pal Dave Cockrum, The Futurians have had several shots at the big screen that didn’t quite pan out (partly due to the ineptitude of Howard Jonas’ IDT Entertainment, partly due to that disingenuous, mealy-mouthed sleaze ball of a stuffed shirt Richard Saperstein). But interest in this title has never waned and there are a number of Futurians projects on the horizon, and several proposals on my desk.

First at bat is the new Avatar mini-series from David Miller Studios. This is the first time Cockrum’s “Andrew Pendragon” gets top billing. As David Miller explains, “Avatar returns to his English home for a family funeral and encounters an ancient evil from his past; an evil that could consume all of Great Britain.” Issue #1 features a cover by Greg Larocque, who was drawing DC's Flash back when my buddy William Messner-Loebs was turning in the finest scripts that title ever saw ever (note the double use of the word ever). The incomparable Michael Netzer and inker Joe Rubinstien will be joining the series with issue #2.

Avatar of the Futurians #1, which includes an introduction by your rarely humbled author, is available now from the May Diamond Previews (p. 292).

Friday, May 7, 2010

Meth on Hiatus

I have been in the Catskills on business and hope to return to active blogging and updating the Gene Colan Benefit Auction soon. Forgive my absence.

Thursday, May 6, 2010

When Your Car Breaks Down...


...it's way cool to be driven home in a '55. It was like dying and going to Rockaway.
(actual photo of my neighbor's baby)

Sunday, May 2, 2010

More Help for Gene Colan

The list of those contributing art or signed books now includes: Aardwolf Publishing, Paty Cockrum (and Dave Cockrum art), Mike Deodato, Harlan Ellison, Mark Evanier, Mike Henderson, Joe Jusko, Bob Layton, Stan Lee, Lee's Comics, “Handsome Dick” Manitoba (of The Dictators), Michael Moorcock, Bill Messner-Loebs, Michael Netzer, Tom Palmer, Mike Pascale, Carl Potts, Paul Ryan, Joe Rubenstein, Alex Saviuk, Bill Sienkiewicz, Robert Silverberg, Walter Simonson, Roy Thomas, Vanguard Publishing, Sarah Wilkinson, Marv Wolfman and Kevin Van Hook. Please visit the auction here.