It’s been a busy couple of weeks! Still trying to get back to something resembling a regular schedule.
Webcomics Wednesday (Late again! Blame the day job!): Cyanide & Happiness
by Mark on August 18, 2011 at 5:56 pm
Cyanide & Happiness is gross, crude, vulgar, and shocking. The artists who collaborate on the strip make no attempt to communicate lofty ideals or give us insight into the human condition. There is no clever political satire here. Among the archive of C&H, you’ll find blunt jokes about every kind of sexual kink and fetish, murder, spousal abuse, pedophilia, abortion, suicide, and more. They cover all of the bodily fluids – blood, urine, feces, vomit, and semen all make appearances. At the base of all of this lies a foundation of gleeful misanthropy that is somehow both disturbing and endearing.
It’s because of this lack of boundaries that C&H is so successful. They’re not afraid to address any taboo, but unlike envelope pushing comedies like South Park, the writers of C&H don’t feel like they have to justify their shock humor by including moral lessons. I’m not going to say that what they’re doing is important – that would just be pretentious and pointless. C&H isn’t adding anything to philosophical or political discourse, but that’s fine; in fact, it’s better than fine – it’s perfect. There’s something intensely liberating about confronting taboos and finding humor in the most grotesque parts of human existence.
Maybe enjoying Cyanide & Happiness means I’m a sick person. Honestly, though, I don’t think that’s the case. Rather, I think acknowledging that I can find some humor in shocking and disgusting things reveals the deeper truth that we are all conflicted beings who are simultaneously drawn to the extremes of “sweetness and light” and “dark and macabre.” It’s an alarmingly existential realization – like Roquentin’s liberating but troubling revelation in Nausea (OK, now I am being pretentious!).
Already I’ve made the mistake of attempting to justify Cyanide & Happiness – I think it’s a natural inclination to want to explain why we’re attracted to things that our culture tells us are wrong, like rubberneckers slowing down to see the carnage of a car accident. In the end, whatever justification you concoct for reading C&H, don’t be ashamed if you find yourself laughing at something while simultaneously telling yourself, “I shouldn’t laugh – this isn’t funny!” It just means you’re human.
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I’ve received word from several people that their drawings have arrived, so I’ve decided to upload the entire first batch of drawings here in one convenient gallery.
Along with the drawings, I sent each person a copy of “god loves you and so do i,” the first volume in what will hopefully be an ongoing series of collections of these drawings. There are a few drawings from this first batch that didn’t make it into “glyasdi” volume one, and I’ve begun work on a couple more drawings which will all be added to the second issue, but please spread the word about this if you’re willing or able! As more people become fans of ALL CAPS, I’ll send out more drawings, and those drawings will go into subsequent collections of “glyasdi,” which I will make available as I finish them.
Anyway, without further ado, here is the first collection of drawings:
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Since today is my birthday, I’m interrupting your regularly scheduled Webcomics Wednesday review to provide a detailed explication of a contemporary musical masterpiece. When critics look back to the late ’00s / early ’10s, I strongly believe that “Birthday Sex” by Jeremih will be considered one of the defining songs of this generation. The lyrics tell a moving story about reconciling a misunderstanding in a relationship by engaging in an intense and lengthy session of sexual intercourse. I felt that it was important to not only preemptively acknowledge the future importance of this soon-to-be influential song, but to provide some valuable interpretation and critique of Jeremih’s magnum opus.
It’s yo birthday, so I know you want to ride out
Even if we only go to my house
These lines are fairly straightforward: it’s Jeremih’s lover’s birthday, and he recognizes that she doesn’t want to stay at her place of residence, even if that just means that they go to his house. The word “only” in the second line seems to indicate that going to the poet’s house is not his lover’s ideal choice – perhaps she is anticipating that he planned an elegant night on the town in celebration of her birthday.
Sip mo-eezy as we sit upon my couch
Feels good, but I know you want to cry out
According to Urban Dictionary, mo-eezy is urban slang for Moet Champagne. It could also be a reference to the idea that alcohol makes girls “more easy” – i.e. more interested in sexual intercourse. Both of these interpretations seem feasible as the poet could be using the champagne to set the mood for lovemaking. Jeremih states that sitting in his apartment drinking champagne with his lover feels good, but he also acknowledges that she is on the verge of tears. Her sadness could be due to birthday depression, or she may be disappointed that he is not taking her out to celebrate.
You say u want passion, I think you found it
Get ready for action, don’t be astounded
We switching positions, you feel surrounded
Tell me where you want your gift, girl
Jeremih believes that his lover’s sadness stems from her desire for passionate lovemaking. He recommends that she prepare herself for the act of love, because he doesn’t want her to be overly surprised. He states that they will attempt so many sexual positions that it will seem like he is in many places at once – “surrounding” his lover. He ends the stanza by asking her where she wants him to put her “gift,” which is actually a sly metaphor for his penis.
Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I
I been feenin
Wake up in the late night
Been dreamin about your loving, girl
As the chorus begins, Jeremih explains how desperately he wants to make love to his mistress. He explains that he has been “fiending” for her love like a drug user and suffering from mild insomnia due to his desire for her. The intensity of his sexual desire could be the reason he did not plan a birthday party for her.
Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I
Don’t need candles and cake
Just need your body to make…
Birthday sex… Birthday sex oohoohoohooh
The repetition here seems to indicate that Jeremih wants to emphasize to his lover that she already knows what he is telling her. He finally explains that he didn’t plan a party or get her the standard birthday accoutrements (“candles and cake”) because they would only serve to distract from their sexual relations.
(It’s the best day of the year girl)
Birthday sex… Birthday sex oohoohoohooh
(G-spot g-spot let me hit that g-spot g-spot girl)
Jeremih concludes the chorus by acknowledging to his lover that he understands how important this day is to her and by repeating the eponymous line: “Birthday sex.” He also requests that his lover allow him to stimulate her g-spot, which seems to indicate that his primary goal is to help her achieve orgasm.
See you sexy in them jeans got me on 10
1-2-3… Think I got you pinned
Don’t tap out, fight until the end
Ring that bell, and we gon start over again
The poet begins the second verse by remarking on his arousal at seeing his lover’s denim pants. Apparently his arousal causes him to pounce on her, as he immediately launches into a wrestling metaphor. This seems to indicate that their lovemaking is not tame or sensitive, but extremely vigorous. He concludes the metaphor by stating that even after she “rings that bell” (achieves orgasm), they will continue to engage in intercourse.
We grindin with passion, ’cause it’s your birthday
Been at it for hours, I know you thirsty
Here we see another reference to the physical intensity of their lovemaking. Jeremih exclaims that they have now been making love for an extremely long time, and he recognizes that his lover has become mildly dehydrated from the constant action.
You kiss me so sweetly, taste just like Hershey’s
Just tell me how you want you gift, girl
His lover seems to be ignoring her thirst, as she instead kisses Jeremih, indicating that whatever had distressed her earlier in the song has been forgiven and/or forgotten. He remarks that her kiss tastes like Hershey’s chocolate, which could be interpreted multiple ways: it could be a racial signifier in recognition of his lover’s African American ancestry, or it could be interpreted literally as she may have recently eaten a Hershey’s chocolate bar. Jeremih wraps up the second verse in the same way as the first but with a minor change by asking his lover “how” she would like him to use his penis instead of “where” to put it.
Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I
I been feenin,
Wake up in the late night
Been dreamin bout your loving, girl
Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I
Don’t need candles and cake
Just need your body to make
Birthday sex… Birthday sex oohoohoohooh
(It’s the best day of the year girl)
Birthday sex… Birthday sex oohoohoohooh
(G-spot g-spot let me hit that g-spot g-spot girl)
The chorus repeats itself, once again emphasizing the fact that today is his lover’s birthday and that they will continue celebrating by engaging in sexual intercourse.
First, I’m gonna take a dive into the water deep
Until I know I pleased that body (body)
The final verse begins with an apparent reference to oral sex. Jeremih states that he will “dive” into his lover as if she were a body of water, indicating that his face and hands will be the first things making contact with her body.
Or girl without a broom I might just sweep you off yo feet
And make you wanna tell somebody (body) how I do
The poet makes a reference to his sexual prowess, claiming that his lover will be so impressed with his skill in bed that she will feel compelled to tell others about it.
Or maybe we can float on top my waterbed (bed)
You close your eyes as I improv between your legs
Jeremih mentions water again – this time in reference to the movement of his waterbed – and continues with his references to cunnilingus. The allusions to water in this verse could be read as a metaphor for his lover’s sexual arousal.
We work our way from kitchens, stoves and tables
Girl, you know I’m more than able to please yeah
At this point the poet indicates that he and his lover have engaged in sexual intercourse in every part of the kitchen and may be moving on to other parts of the house to continue their congress. Once again, he makes reference to his skill in pleasing his lover.
You say you wanted flowers on the bed (on the bed)
But you got me in hours on the bed
The final verse ends with Jeremih reaffirming his reason for not planning an extravagant birthday party for his lover. He states that, even though she requested conventionally romantic gestures, he felt that she would be more satisfied if he just made love to her for several hours. He seems to be emphasizing that the absence of a party was not due to laziness or lack of planning on his part, but was rather due to the fact that he knew what his lover wanted better than she did – i.e. hours of vigorous sex. This sheds some light on the first verse of the song, in which Jeremih acknowledges his lover’s sadness: it could be that she was distressed upon realizing that he had not planned the birthday party she had requested. By this point in the song, however, Jeremih seems confident that he has redeemed himself with his display of erotic skill.
Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I
I been feenin,
Wake up in the late night
Been dreamin bout your loving, girl
Girl you know I-I-I, Girl you know I-I-I
Don’t need candles and cake
Just need your body to make…
Birthday sex… Birthday sex oohoohoohooh
(It’s the best day of the year girl)
Birthday sex… Birthday sex oohoohoohooh
Jeremih concludes with the repetition of the chorus, hinting at the possibility that the couple’s sexual exploits will continue beyond the end of the song. If the poet’s lover was at all disappointed by the lack of a conventional birthday party at the beginning of the song, that disappointment seems to have been forgotten. It could therefore be concluded that, if you are as concerned about the sexual gratification of your lover as Jeremih is, then you will never need to organize an elaborate party in celebration of his or her birthday – all you need is birthday sex!
(lyrics borrowed from 6lyrics.com)
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“23 years ago, twelve strange children were born in England at exactly the same moment. 6 years ago, the world ended. This is the story of what happened next.”
So begins FreakAngels, a serial webcomic written by author, web culture guru, and general curmudgeon, Warren Ellis, and drawn by Paul Duffield, a relative newcomer to the comics scene. The final episode of FA was posted just this week, wrapping up over 800 pages of story spread out over almost 150 six-page episodes.
The story follows a group of psychic young adults in post-apocalyptic England as they attempt to survive, pick up the pieces, and understand who they are. While the story features a fair share of action, suspense, horror, steam punk, and supernatural intrigue, the focus of the story is the psychological development of the main characters. FreakAngels is something of a bildungsroman, and at the heart of the story is an intimate portrayal of what it means to recognize the mistakes you’ve made and correct them as best you can.
There’s also some lovely mushy stuff about the power of the human spirit, and about friendship, family, and love in the face of oppression and bigotry. I’m reminded suddenly of the first time I read Ellis’ Transmetropolitan several years ago. Once you dig past the prickly surface of anger, violence, paranoia, etc., you find that there’s a very compassionate heart beating in the center of the story. FreakAngels is very similar in that regard.
The artwork in FA is polished to the point that it shines. Paul Duffield does great things with very fine line work, and every panel pops with detail. The colors are vibrant and crisp, and characters are expressive and beautifully rendered. In fact,
you wouldn’t be completely off your rocker if you began to think that the ruins of post-apocalyptic Whitechapel is a very pretty place. That’s not to say that the artwork is always intentionally pretty – there’s also some pretty gruesome and unhappy things that you’ll see in FreakAngels, but it’s all drawn with care and a great amount of skill.
It should be noted that the pedigree of FA sets it apart from most other webcomics. Warren Ellis is an established name in the industry, and at this point in his career, he can do pretty much whatever the fuck he wants, including publishing a free webcomic. Ellis obviously is a skilled author and he also has a strong network and lots of resources to throw at this project, so this is a far cry from the majority of self-published, indie webcomics you’ll find out in the wilds of the interwebs. I don’t say that to disparage FreakAngels or Ellis or to say that other webcomics aren’t as good for lack of resources – far from it; however, it’s hard for me to critique FreakAngels using the same standards I would for other webcomics.
Considering the team behind FreakAngels and the resources that have gone into the comic, it wouldn’t be fair to expect anything less than excellence. That being said, if aside from the fact that FreakAngels is a comic and it’s published on the web, I don’t know if I consider it a “webcomic” – it’s really a fairly standard industrial comic series that Ellis has chosen to distribute online as well as in book form. If you don’t understand the distinction, that’s OK, but suffice it to say that I strongly recommend you give FreakAngels a read.
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Another drawing delivered! The rest are in the mail!
by Mark on August 1, 2011 at 11:37 pmIf you are one of the few who “Liked” ALL CAPS on Facebook and have not yet received your drawing, your patience will soon be rewarded! All of the drawings in my possession have been delivered to the post office and should be winging their merry ways to their new owners. Along with those drawings, I’ve included a super secret special gift – something that I won’t reveal on the site until the current batch of drawings has been distributed.
The giveaway will be ongoing, so spread the word! Anyone who takes the time to Like ALL CAPS on Facebook will receive a one-of-a-kind drawing for their trouble.
Finally, I wanted to post another drawing that I gave out this weekend. Enjoy.





















