(Still) R.I.P.: The Pelvis

(Still) R.I.P. The Pelvis

Some people call it the album for only the most devoted Presley fans.

I won’t go that far (these good-is-bad-is-outside-in propositions give me sorassisis), but I will agree with Marcus that it is “perversely listenable.”

And you’ll pry my copy (the only one I ever saw and way more than I could sanely afford at the time) from my cold, dead, peanut-butter stained hands.

Friday Funnies: Outta-Control Comics Covers from the ’60s

Mainstream comics, that is.

Kona

Suicide Squad

(Exceptionally well designed plot and illustrations for this forgotten comic. Starting at $77.00 on Amazon, so I ain’t crazy.)

Suicide Squad 2

All downhill after this cover, though.

Kona 2

Kickass cover — extremely freaky comic (in Pt. Two esp.)

Suicide Squad 3

I tried to hide everything offbeat I had from my Mother. Left this comic out by accident and she burned it. Not just tossed in the trash: ritually burned in the back yard. (It was more to do with the name — which did seem to have a lot of lasting power — and less with the image.)

Dude, How Can you Misspell When You’re CARVING the Letters?

But, it does happen. Here’s my story:

When we went in to pick out a headstone for my mother, I was shocked spitless to see a finished gravestone for my high-school track coach, who had passed several years before (quite young by today’s standards).

“What the hell is that about? I knew him!”

“Uh, we got the dates wrong …”