Do Anything. Thoughts on Comics and Things by Warren Ellis Archives

Forty-Five Minutes To Go?
Just as Bleeding Cool posted yesterday, today certain New York folk seem to be tagging DC's Big Announcement To Move West as happening today. But,
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026 "Heroes" is playing through my desktop speakers. And stops. Moves on to "Clay Bodies" by Zola Jesus. The robot head of Jack Kirby, set next to the
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025 Engineer Tony Visconti has set up three microphones in front of David Bowie, with volume-triggered gates on them. It was a huge room in Berlin,
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024 Down into the streets, the creases of Jack "King" Kirby's face, trapped by what could easily be the canyons of New York city avenues, the grey
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023 Deceleration, as the canyons become skyscraper-walled New York streets. We pass the office window that Alex Toth, who never drew a story worthy of his
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022 From up here, maybe we can see what we've been talking about this whole time.  A world that, from up here, looks like Jack Kirby's Ego The Living
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021 Do you know where you are? I have this vague recollection of someone asking the writer Spider Robinson where his ideas come from, and his answer
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020 Bugger the robot head that steals my cigars.  I love these Gil Kane BLACKMARK pages.  It's pretty genetic post-apoc barbarian fantasy.  Archie