Meteor Mags: The Battle of Vesta 4 – now in paperback and ebook!

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Four Action-Packed Stories Full of Anarchy, Asteroids, and Excessive Ammunition Continue The Adventures of Meteor Mags and PatchesHoist the Jolly Roger and Get Ready to Rock!

Available on Amazon in paperback (224 pages) and Kindle. Also available on iTunes and at Barnes & Noble for Nook Book.

Rings of Ceres: A hell-raising space pirate and her indestructible calico cat return to a decimated asteroid civilization to rescue friends and kick ass, but they get caught up in violent riots between the desperate citizens of Ceres and the mercenary security forces guarding the mining corporations.

Jam Room: Meteor Mags leads a jam session with the teenagers who want to start a punk band called Dumpster Kittens!

The Battle of Vesta 4: Meteor Mags and her fun-loving crew throw the birthday party of a lifetime—until death rains down from the sky! Mosh at the rock’n’roll party of the century as the Psycho 78s record their new album! Flee in terror as Club Assteroid falls under the dragons’ assault from space! Discover the underground caverns of Vesta and join the resistance! Take one last hell ride aboard the Queen Anne before it all goes up in flame! Strap on your battle armor and get ready for the most brutal, barbaric, blood-soaked fight of your life: The Battle of Vesta 4!

Hunted to Extinction: Meteor Mags and Patches undertake one last hunt to exterminate the space lizards from our solar system. Their journey reveals the fate of Tarzi’s parents, a tragedy that connects our criminal crew to a powerful potential ally. Plus, Mags gets a new ship, and it’s got even more kick-ass stolen technology to help her plunder the System! Her club might have been destroyed, but Meteor Mags and her friends will never accept defeat so long as they live.

May not be suitable for children or carbon-based life.

 

preview: small flowers, part 1

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Small Flowers will be the twentieth episode in The Adventures of Meteor Mags and Patches, and I expected to finish drafting it this summer. But then I realized this is a good time to slow down and do something I rarely bothered with in the first ten stories: build Mags’ world in more depth and detail. The aftermath of The Battle of Vesta 4 is an opportunity to plant seeds for future stories and illuminate previously murky details about the solar system.

Small Flowers will resolve many ongoing sub-plots, but every resolution is the beginning of something new. As I mentioned in my memoir about writing the first 19 stories, the series began with a chaotic energy, and I didn’t bother thinking through a lot of stuff because I never expected to write more than a few simple stories that might make fun comic books. Five years later, I wish I had spent a little more time on things at the beginning. Now that the series is poised to go in an entirely new direction, I’ll take my time with Small Flowers.

Anyway, here’s a preview of Part I, which takes us in a new direction with Anton and Kaufman after Slim’s demise, and also sets up Part II, which takes place in the midst of the reconstruction of Ceres. Enjoy!

Part One: Relocate

In December 2029, a month after the invasion of Vesta, Meteor Mags and Patches traveled to Below the Belt Strip Club to have a drink and chat with its new owners. The club had been closed since the death of its founder and builder, Mags’ old friend and unofficially adopted nephew, Slim.

Slim’s death left a void in Mags’ heart, and his passing left the residents of the asteroid belt without a place to get a home-cooked meal while naked beauties danced onstage. The venue’s reputation for nude performances concerned its new owner, and Mags thought a face-to-face might get him sorted. Taking a seat at the bar, she raised a pint glass filled to the brim with black rum and said, “To Slim.”

“To Slim,” said Kaufman. The formerly clean-shaven administrator had grown a beard as part of his new identity. Mags had promised he and Anton would receive new photo IDs with new names before the month was over. He touched her glass with a much smaller glass. “The best damn chef this godforsaken Belt has ever known.”

Mags purred. “That’s the truth.” She took two generous gulps while Kaufman swallowed his single shot. Sleater-Kinney’s All Hands on the Bad One played over the club’s speakers courtesy of Mags’s private music library in the one room in the back that no one else could access—not even the man she had granted ownership of the place.

Kaufman’s glass hit the bar top with a resounding smack. He sat facing Mags. Each of them occupied a leather-upholstered bar stool. Their knees occasionally touched as they talked. Kaufman pretended the effect on him went unnoticed. The rum did not help. “Did Slim leave any recipes?”

Mags’ laughter reverberated in the empty club. “Oh, K-man! You crack me up.” Her gaze drifted to the stage where she had danced countless times over the years, and she welcomed the memories of cheers and catcalls. “Let me tell you something about Slim. Cooking was second nature to him. Ever since he was a kid working in his dad’s restaurant in Chinatown, his recipes were in his head—just like all his accounting. If there was one thing Slim’s old man taught him, it was ‘never leave a paper trail’.”

Kaufman said, “The opposite of what they taught us in the Port Authority.”

Mags wet her finger with rum and ran it around the lip of her glass until a musical note shimmered from the vessel. “But you, dear, burned quite a few paper trails anyway.”

“True.” He poured himself another shot. “I’m sure you can teach me to cook grub fit for a space miner. But what really worries me is—”

A slamming door interrupted him. Anton burst from the back of the club where Slim’s private luxury apartment had been taken over by the father and his fourteen-year-old son. “Dad,” the boy shouted, “I know what we need here!”

Kaufman peeled himself from Mags’ piercing eyes. The same eyes stared from the wall behind him in the framed poster enlargement of the cover to her solo piano album, Blind Alley Blues. The poster hung beside a framed copy of the Ceres 2027 concert poster. That one had cost Kaufman a fortune and arrived on his last day in office on Mars more than a month ago.

Mags had added a few framed mementos of her own: photographs of her and Patches, several of Celina dancing and posing with her girls, and an artist’s rendering of the Psycho 78s recording HyperSonicHatred.

Kaufman loved them all. He said, “Tell me, son.”

Anton charged the bar with an enthusiasm his middle-aged father envied. “A recording studio! In one of the rooms back there!”

“In the back rooms?” Kaufman knew what purpose those rooms had served under Slim’s management, though he’d never availed himself of the opportunity. “Son, where can we get the equipment for a—”

“Mags can get it! She can get anything.” Anton knelt on the floor to pet the sleeping calico cat between the two adults.

Patches opened her eyes at his touch. She rolled onto her back to invite belly rubs.

Anton rubbed the cat’s bushy underside.

Mags said, “He’s right. That’s a great idea.”

Kaufman said, “But in the—”

Mags bulldozed Kaufman’s objection. “We can knock down a wall or two. Make a serious studio back there. We can do isolation booths. Mics out the arse. The latest soundboard.” She gripped Kaufman’s shoulder and shook it. “Tell me that wouldn’t be awesome!

Anton implored his father. “Dumpster Kittens’ first album, Dad! We could record it right here!”

A realization dawned on Kaufman. They were offering an escape from his dilemma. Instead of having back rooms full of private lap dances and sexual activity, his son’s new band could have the run of the place. Kaufman wiped his hand over his face then flung the hand open in a gesture of release. “If Mags says she can make it happen, then I believe her. Let’s do it.”

“Yeah!” Anton sprang from the floor and crushed Kaufman in a hug.

Kaufman embraced his boy and set a hand on the back of Anton’s head. “We could make Dumpster Kittens the house band. You and your friends could jam here.”

Anton pulled away “That would be amazing!

Mags gave Kaufman a wink from behind Anton. Her eyelashes snapped shut like the petals of a Venus flytrap for the briefest part of a second before releasing him. “Hell yes, it would. You should get Tinta and Jeremy in the mix. Convert one of the rooms to a tattoo and body-mod shop. Take a cut for the house. We can turn a few rooms into living quarters for some of my girls. They’ll earn more than their rent, and you’ll have plenty of space to spare.”

“I’m just worried.” The speakers played Flowers in the Basement by Mammoth Indigo. Kaufman withered. “Maybe we could discuss this another—”

“Just fucking say it, K-man. You ain’t gonna break the boy.”

“Fine. I’m worried that if we re-open—”

When we re-open.”

When we re-open, people will expect all kinds of activity that, frankly, I don’t know if I want Anton exposed to every night.”

“There it is.” Mags drained the rest of her glass and motioned to Kaufman to re-fill it. “Anton? How do you feel about living and recording in a place that has naked women parading on stage every night of the week?”

Kaufman’s palm slapped his forehead. “Jesus, Mags.”

“What? He was fine at the Assteroid! Let the boy speak!” Mags raised her eyebrows and gestured with a sweep of her open palm to invite the young man’s opinion.

“I, uh—” Anton clung to his father, but he studied the adults’ faces, first one, then the other.

In the moment Anton considered his next words, Mags pressed her hand, palm up, at Kaufman to silence the man.

Anton said, “Dad, I liked Club Assteroid. Everyone was nice to me. I made friends. Everyone was always dressing up and doing makeup and talking about hairstyles, and I—I mean it was fun, you know?”

Mags chuckled and flicked ash from the end of her cigarette. “It was good times, wasn’t it, Anton? You got along great with my girls!”

Anton’s gaze fell to the floor. He found Patches blinking at him. He thought of nights the cat had slept beside him in the hangar following the invasion. Her paws kneaded the air, and she mewed. He said, “Do you really think so?”

Mags slapped her leg. “I know so! Anton, my girls ask about you every day since you’ve been here. I admit, they just barely put up with the guys in the Psycho 78s. But they felt right at home with you. They’d love to see you again. I heard you got pretty good at helping them with their makeup.”

When the boy answered with a shy smile and averted eyes, Kaufman asked, “Anton? All that dancing and carrying on didn’t bother you?”

The young man met his father’s eyes. His multi-colored spikes had grown out to reveal their roots in the past month, and he needed to remove most of the beads Mags’ dancers wove into his hair during his first days on Vesta. He had plans for a new hairstyle once that one grew out a little more.

Mags said, “Just tell him, dear.”

Anton looked mortified.

“Go on, my little Dumpster Kitten.”

“Dad,” he said, “I like the dancing. I think it’s pretty. The dancers are pretty. But I don’t—I mean—I’m just not into girls that way.”

Mags reveled in the stunned look on Kaufman’s face. She slammed her palm on the bar. “Let’s have a round on the house!” She re-filled her glass and Kaufman’s, and she handed a third shot to Anton. “Bottoms up, little man.”

Anton took the shot and sought his father’s approval.

“Go on, Son. Cheers.”

The boy drained the shot glass. He staggered slightly but didn’t cough, and he handed it back to Mags. “Dad? You’re not mad?”

Kaufman slid off his stool and took his son in his arms. “Why would I be mad? I’m sorry if you think I could ever be mad at you, Anton.”

Mags quietly sipped her rum in the moments of silence that followed. Kaufman, she thought. I love the guy to death, but sometimes he is the last fucking person to get aboard the clue train.

“Anton,” said Kaufman, “just be you. The only thing that matters to me—and I mean the only thing—is that you are safe and happy.”

“Me too, Dad. That, and Dumpster Kittens.”

Kaufman laughed. “Yes, and Dumpster Kittens.” He patted Anton on the back.

Mags’ left tit chimed with the sound of a twentieth-century phone ring. “For fuck’s sake.” She pulled a tiny black square from her bra, touched it with her thumb print, and shouted, “What?!”

“Hey, tía. You busy?”

“Lonso! Never too busy for my favorite nephew.”

“I thought Tarzi was your favorite.”

“He’s my other favorite. How’s Plutonian?”

“You wanna talk to him? He’s trying to invent some shit to record the octopuses’ brain waves.”

Mags purred. “Let the man work. Does he seem happy?”

“He’s still broken up,” said Alonso. “Drinking way too much, even for a pirate. But if I keep him busy on projects, he seems okay. He even made friends with Karpov.”

“Karpov is such a dick.”

“No lie,” said Alonso. “Can I ask you a question, or do you want to keep gossiping about your boyfriend?”

“He isn’t my boyfriend, fucker!”

“Yeah, right. Anyway, the new band has a show coming up in a month, and we still don’t have a name. Do you got any ideas?”

“They extended my work on Mersenne Primes. How about The Mersenne Primates?”

“Too cerebral,” said Alonso. “Most people aren’t as into math as you.”

“I don’t know. How about Atheist Abortion Clinic?”

“Are you fucking high? We are on a cosmic trip, not a political one.”

“What about Blunt Force Trauma?”

“Seriously heavy, tía. But we’re all about peace and love now.”

“Damn it, Lonso! What do I know about peace and love? Let me ask someone.” Mags interrupted the conversation between Kaufman and his son. “Anton! Help me out here.”

“What do you need, Auntie?”

He had never called her that before, and the occasion elicited a thunderous purr. “I need a band name. It’s for a bunch of telepathic octopuses and these Stalinist space monkeys frying their fucking brains out with my old pal Alonso who is into ska, punk, and doom metal.” Mags grabbed her glass. “I can’t believe I just said that sentence out loud.”

Anton asked, “What kind of music do they play?”

“It’s some kind of hippie drum circle stoner rock with metal and psychedelic influences. Plus, they want to start a galaxy-wide revolution or something.”

“Oh,” said Anton, as if he heard similar descriptions every day. “You should name them after that Sonic Youth song. Small Flowers Crack Concrete.”

Mags pounded her fist on the bar so hard that the mahogany creaked under her assault. “Yes!” She held up her hand to summon silence and shouted into her phone. “Small Flowers! You are the tiny weeds that will grow in the cracks of the concrete of the solar system and break the whole fucking thing apart!”

“Oh, hell yes, tía. Small Flowers! But we’ll be big soon. Did you just think of that?”

“Nah, mate, my nephew Anton rocked it. He’s a huge Sonic Youth fiend. Just like his old man.”

“Right on, ese. Imma run it by the band and see what they think. I bet they love it. Can I call you later?”

“You can call me anytime.” Mags lifted her empty glass and eyed the massive liquor collection Slim had built on the opposite side of the bar. “I might not answer. But you can still call me.” She hung up without waiting for a reply. “Small flowers!”

Mags slid off her barstool. Her fluffy tail flicked this way and that. “He loves it!” She scooped Patches from the floor and cradled the calico in her arms, gently rubbing one ear with a thumb. “That was a stroke of genius, little man.”

Anton dragged a hand through his hair, pushing it back. “Dad should get the credit. He played me all the Sonic Youth albums.”

Mags poured Patches out of her arms and onto the bar. “You gonna make some racket like that on stage here?”

“I hope so.”

“I know so. You get Sarah and Jinx up there with you, and this shit will be jumping off.” Mags discovered Kaufman’s befuddled look at her easy rapport with his son. “Anton,” she said, “your dad’s pretty awesome.” She wrapped her arm around Kaufman’s shoulders. “You’re lucky to have him.”

Mags thought of her mother and the love they had shared, pure and unconditional. Mags had, at some points in her century-long life, stopped believing she would ever see that kind of love again. But she saw it between Anton and his father. She let Kaufman go and dropped her face so her wild locks of hair fell over her cheeks and hid the mist in her eyes. She went behind the bar and examined the liquor bottles with more attention to detail than they deserved.

Later, outside the club with Patches in her arms, Mags considered the stars. She rubbed her face into her cat’s voluminous fluff, and the two of them purred in unison. Mags whispered a prayer. “Great-gramma, thank you for Anton. That kid did more to solve my problems than I could alone.”

The silver band on her left ring-finger glowed with a warmth that comforted the pirate until her tail stopped flicking and only the tip switched back and forth in the desolate quiet of the infinite glitter around her. “We can keep the dancing in the main bar, but have the kids recording and bunking in the back of the house. Jeremy and Tinta have a place to live and work if they want it. All of which keeps the money flowing.”

Mags opened the door to the Bêlit and set Patches on the deck. “Goddess. When did I get so old that I started worrying more about cash flow than rocking out and killing everyone who gets in my way?”

Patches scratched the side of her face with a rear paw and gave Mags her opinion.

“Screw you too, baby kitty!” Mags laughed and laughed. “Maybe you’re right.” She took her seat in the captain’s chair. “Maybe it’s time for us to stop worrying about business and get back to raising almighty hell.”

The ship powered up and lifted into the limitless black of space where an array of glowing fires lived only to light the darkness. Mags tuned the radio to her favorite station.

A familiar voice announced, “That was Betty Blowtorch with Hell on Wheels. And a smokin’ Joan Jett cover of Pretty Vacant. Next up, Delta Alba Plex by Unida. This is the Puma Broadcasting Network. Long live the resistance.”

“Oh, hell yeah.” Mags swished her tail and turned up the volume. “Then again,” she said, “we’ve got business to take care of before the Ceres concert. First stop: Mars. And then…”

While Mags explained the plan for the next month, Patches curled into a half moon with her front legs around a stuffed seahorse on her favorite corner of Tarzi’s new bunk. The young man’s familiar scent comforted her. The plush toy between her paws comforted her. Mags’ constant monologue when no one else was around comforted her.

The invincible kitten purred herself to sleep.

From the Diary of Meteor Mags. January 2030.

I won’t lie to you about the reconstruction of Ceres, but I won’t tell you the whole truth, either. What I’d like you to remember is that my girls were on the frontlines, up to their elbows in blood trying to heal the wounded, feed the hungry, and piece together a broken civilization.

Early in November, Earth committed resources to the rebuilding. But when intercontinental war broke out on my one hundred and sixth birthday, those resources vanished into thin air. Earth’s influence was limited to mercenary forces the corporations sent to protect their mining facilities.

Patches and I took care of most of them. I didn’t live this long letting a few merc squads stand in my way, and Patches couldn’t give half a wet fuck about any of them.

I called in a few favors, spent an ungodly amount of money, and after about three weeks of Patches and me killing every corporate goon we could get our paws on, the Ceresians got the help they needed. Ships from Mars landed safely. They set up food distribution and medical facilities, and I didn’t have to break but two or three skulls before peeps on the ground understood the shit was going down in an orderly fashion.

Because let me tell you, some people were in desperate circumstances. So were me and my girls, and some of us had been on Ceres when the shit hit the fan. When that tornado touched down, me and Patches and a bunch of our crew were caught in it, and so were Tinta and Jeremy, and Jinxy. Once our story got out to the Ceresians, they realized we were on the same team.

But I knew we’d get it sorted. The Psycho 78s concert on Ceres back in ’27 was the fuckin’ bomb. Anyone not at the show was rioting in the streets. This asteroid—sorry, this dwarf planet—belonged to the revolution, pure and simple. All we needed was a chance to wipe the scum off it so the people could do their thing.

And that tornado, and the war on Earth, and all those dick-holes attacking my club? It was horrible. All of it. Except the parts where me and Patches were killing those fucks. Those parts were awesome. I mean the other parts.

Anyway. What I’m trying to say is this: despite everything we lost, we had an opportunity to build something new.

And that’s exactly what we did.

dinosaurs of the tellus science museum

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This month, my mom and sister took me to the Tellus Science Museum in Georgia, and I was spoiled with an afternoon of prehistoric life and outer space! The museum lobby showcases a huge apatosaurus skeleton, and my sister snapped a photo for me to share with all the dino geeks who frequent this blog.

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The camera on my phone isn’t as nice as hers, but I snapped a few pics, too. Here is the apatosaur’s head in a position where he might be eating a planet.

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The planets in the pic appear over the entrance to the planetarium where we enjoyed a presentation about how Earth was formed. This was fortuitous timing, because the film showed something I was reading about that very day: how an ancient proto-planet named Theia crashed into an early version of Earth, a cataclysmic collision that enlarged Earth and resulted in the formation of our Moon, our tilted axis of rotation, and eventually our ocean tides.

The film presented this event as a known fact, but it’s a hypothesis that best explains how things got the way they are now. The Theia hypothesis is explored in more detail in the book I took on my trip, an amazing and often poetic exploration of geology, chemistry, and cosmic history that begins with examining a single pebble found on a Welsh beach.

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The Planet in a Pebble: A Journey into Earth’s Deep History by Jan Zalasiewicz is a bit wordy at times, being written by a lecturing professor. What it lacks in concision, it makes up for in its flowing language that links many scientific disciplines to each other and gives insights into how big-picture events like the origin of Earth relate to small-picture events at the atomic level, all to create the rocks we sometimes ignore beneath our feet but which, upon examination, reveal so much about our world.

The prehistoric exhibit at Tellus Science Museum showcases specimens found in Georgia, and it features some fossils visitors are invited to touch (including Megalodon teeth and Triceratops poop). The Appalachiosuarus pictured below was new to me.

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This fearsome beast shares exhibit space with a pair of Dromeosaurs whose informational plaque needs a bit of an update. The plaque mentions feathers and the relation of dinos to modern birds as a kind of hypothesis, but these things are now known with about as much certainty as we can get. After all, we’ve found the feathers, and paleo-artist William Stout was among the first to depict them in his mural paintings for the San Diego Natural History Museum. You can read more about that in Prehistoric Life Murals by William Stout, which includes amazing reproductions of his paintings in a glorious hardcover volume.

Tellus also has aquatic beasts, including a Mosasaur and a sea turtle, the two main characters in one of my favorite stories, Archelon and the Sea Dragon by Francis K. Pavel. You might enjoy the short essay I wrote about the book for an undergraduate project a few years ago.

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For flying reptiles, Tellus has a trio of Pterosaurs. Here’s one of them.

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Tellus has prehistoric mammals, too, including this Smilodon.

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These are just a few of the wonders in the prehistoric life exhibit. And I didn’t even photograph any of the awesome space exploration stuff. Tellus Science Museum has a bunch of other exhibits, too. I didn’t see them all, but I loved what I saw. If you go, you might call ahead to find out the showtimes in the planetarium, because several shows play at different times throughout the day. The Birth of Planet Earth is well worth seeing, and I’d have liked to see the other features if we had more time.

On your way out, you can visit the gift shop and get a cuddly ammonite and a few of his stuffed trilobite friends!

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If you can’t make it to Georgia any time soon, Amazon also carries critters from this plush toy line called Paleozoic Pals.

more free comics

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Just when I’d wrapped up a series of posts about the big box of free comics I got thanks to readers who used my affiliate links to find books at MyComicShop.com, another note from the retailer arrived to say I’d earned an additional $80 in store credit. That same week, I’d found a good deal on eBay to replace one of my favorite (and previously sold) action/crime series, DC/Vertigo’s The Losers, so I was left with very few holes in my collection. The Dark Horse Conan stories I’d like to read again were either too pricey or currently out of stock, so I dug around in my short boxes until it hit me: I still don’t have the complete original Miracleman series!

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Over the years, I’d tracked down affordable copies in respectable condition of issues #1–20, and this quest was aided near the end by Marvel’s reprints of the original series. As Marvel made new, high-quality reprints available, the ridiculous prices for the original books decreased. Issue #15, one of the last gems to enter my collection, used to run from $150 up to several hundred bucks, for example. Now I have a copy in wonderful, though not perfect, condition, and it didn’t cost an arm and a leg.

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I didn’t worry too much about collecting issues #21–24 because Marvel reprinted #21 and 22 in their repackaging of Neil Gaiman’s Golden Age storyline, and it seemed that Gaiman was slated to finish the Silver Age story that ended with a cliffhanger and was never completed due to Eclipse Comics’ demise. But here we are, years later, and we still haven’t seen the end of that story. I’m glad for Gaiman’s recent success with American Gods, but it isn’t a project that interests me. The gods I want to read about have “Miracle” in their names!

So, armed with some store credit, I picked up issues #21-23 of the original series, leaving me with only the rare (and still a bit pricey) #24 on my wish list. I’ve read them all before, thanks to scans posted online, but it’s just a different and more satisfying experience to read the physical copies. (You can find scans of the original series at https://readcomiconline.to/Comic/Miracleman-1985)

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Those three books ate up most of my store credit, but I had just enough left over to pick up another story I’ve read before but was partially incomplete in my collection: The Price by Jim Starlin. Sure, I have the color “remastered” version that was the Dreadstar Annual, but I have never seen nor owned the original magazine-sized black-and-white edition, and I just love the black-and-white painted art of the original Metamorphosis Odyssey that appeared in Epic Illustrated and started the whole Dreadstar saga.

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The original art reveals just how much the coloring/painting process enhanced the artwork’s mood and the story’s vibrancy. The original feels cold compared to the color version. It lacks the brilliant reds of the robes worn by members of the Church of the Instrumentality, the eye-popping colors that bring various cosmic and mystical energies to life on the page, and the powerful emotions suggested by the reprint’s color artwork.

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However, the front and back-cover paintings are rendered in their original full-color and full-size glory, unlike in the reprint where they are shrunk and surrounded by additional cover elements that distract from their beauty—a complaint that at least one reader expressed in the original letters column of Dreadstar when the Annual was discussed.

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I’m pleased to now have both versions of The Price in my Dreadstar collection, and the original was the one piece I’ve felt was missing over the years. How I assembled, lost, and re-assembled the entire original series four times is a saga of collector triumph and tragedy, but I’m happy to now have every issue I ever wanted from one of my all-time favorite stories in any medium.

Now if we could just see the end of Miracleman, all would be right with the universe.

Thank you, readers and fans of sequential art for visiting this site and using it to find the books you want!

Collectors’ Guide:

Miracleman #1-24 (original 1985 series, Eclipse Comics)

Miracleman (reprint series by Marvel Comics, includes original issues #1-16)

Miracleman Golden Age (reprint series by Marvel, includes original issues #17-22 )

The Price (original magazine-sized b&w edition, Eclipse Comics)

Dreadstar Annual #1 (full-color reprint of the original, Epic/Marvel comics)

 

July Ebook Giveaway!

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From now through July 31, you can get the following ebooks absolutely free on Smashwords:

Meteor Mags: The Battle of Vesta 4 and Other Tales

Meteor Mags: Omnibus Edition

Never See the Night

The Baby and the Crystal Cube

Three Years Dreaming: A Memoir

Anything Sounds Like a Symphony: Poetry at Maximum Volume

Animal Inside You: Poems of Chaos and Euphoria

collision

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PBN SET 55: Collision
July 2019

Listen or Download the MP3. 151 minutes. 128 Kbps.
View or Download the Set List.

The Turbo A.C.s – Collision Course
Lazy Cowgirls – But It’s Alright Now
The Jimi Hendrix Experience – Driving South (live on BBC)
Fu Manchu – Hell on Wheels
Core – The Monolith Problem
Frank Black and the Catholics – I Switched You
Reverend Horton Heat – Slow
Los Lonely Boys – Señorita
Hank Williams III – Hillbilly Joker
Life Leone – Trust Me
Hangmen – Wild Beast
The Freeks – The Secret Pathway
Stanton Moore – Stanton Hits the Bottle
Brian Setzer – Hell Bent
Tito and Tarantula – Hungry Sally
Jimmy Barnes and Joe Bonamassa – Lazy (Deep Purple)
Larry Terry – Hep Cat
Contours – First I Look at the Purse
Walter Trout and the Radicals – The Best You Got
Cowbell – Never Satisfied
Death Lens – No Colt No Johnny
Flatliners – Cry Cry Cry (Johnny Cash)
Joyce Green – Black Cadillac
The Volcanics – Get a Move On
Moods – Rum Drunk (1966)
The Remains – Why Do I Cry
Johnny Burnette – Rock Billy Boogie
The Brain Setzer Orchestra – ’49 Mercury Blues
Suns Evil Twin – Dream On
Jesse James – Red Hot Rockin’ Blues
Benny Joy – Spin The Bottle
Ronnie Allen – Juvenile Delinquent
Hillbilly Hellcats – Cats Like Us
Velcro Lewis Group – Bernadette
The Maharajas – Weekend Sparks
Little Barrie – I.5.C.A.
InHeaven – Treats
Strangers Family Band – Elle S Dee
Los Lobos – That Train Don’t Stop Here
Floyd Lee – Down in Lamar
Iron Horse – Want a Whole Lotta Love (Led Zeppelin)

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PBN SET 54: Epilogue
June 2019

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Hank Williams Jr. – Whiskey Bent and Hell Bound
Snow – Informer
Clutch – 12-Ounce Epilogue
King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard – Boogieman Sam
The Black Keys – Weight of Love
Smashing Pumpkins – Transmission (Joy Division)
Imperial Wax – Art of Projection
AWOL One – Ignorance
Black Joe Lewis and the Honeybears – Booty City
Drake Bell – Runaway Boys
George Carlin – People I Can Do Without (live)
FeverTree – I Can Beat Your Drum
Red Foley – Smoke on the Water (1944)
Iron Horse – When the Levee Breaks (Led Zeppelin)
Marlena Shaw – California Soul
Charles Bradley – Love Bug Blues (live)
Shatner – Heterosapien
Kill for Eden – Kerosene
Throw Rag – She Don’t Want To (She Don’t Care)
Black Bone Nation – I Wanna Live
The Grizzled Mighty – Get Your Way
The Bots – Ubiquitous
Morlocks – Sex Panther
Raconteurs – These Stones Will Shout
Revered Horton Heat – Big Little Baby
Crystal Syphon – Marcy, Your Eyes
Ron Gallo – Put the Kids to Bed
The Haunted – 1-2-5
The Shots – Keep a Hold of What You’ve Got
Tom Morello – Rabbit’s Revenge (feat. Bassnectar, Big Boi, and Killer Mike)
Creative Waste – Slaves to Conformity

Big Box of Comics Part 4: Planetary Omnibus

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This post is part of a series about what was inside this month’s big box of free comics.

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What can I say about Planetary that hasn’t already been said in the 20 years since its first issue? From the series’ chronic delays of up to years between issues, to the Eisner-award-winning artwork, Planetary has been documented about as thoroughly as the weird events in Elijah Snow’s annual “Planetary Guides”.

The 864-page hardcover Omnibus edition looks like one of those Guides when you remove the slipcover, and that’s just one example of the high-quality design that was a hallmark of the series. People might have waited months or years for the original issues, but when each one finally came out, it looked damn good. So does the Omnibus.

Reading the Omnibus cover-to-cover puts Planetary in a fresh light. I gained a greater sense of the series’ continuity and complexity since I could read each chapter with the previous one still fresh in my mind. I got an even stronger impression of the amazing work by colorist Laura Martin (with assistance from Wildstorm FX). Although writer Warren Ellis and artist John Cassaday usually get the credit for the series, Martin’s contribution is integral to its visual splendor and the emotional effect of every page and panel. Maybe Planetary could have been good without Martin, but I doubt it would have been legendary.

The Omnibus also dissipates the major annoyance I had when I was originally piecing the series together from single issues; namely, a feeling that every installment consisted only of the three main characters visiting a random location where they met a random person who delivered lengthy exposition about a scenario based on pulp fiction or vintage superheroes, and that this exposition filled most of the pages before reaching a vague and hasty conclusion tacked on as an afterthought to the “cool concept” of the issue.

While several chapters do this, they are not as numerous as I remember, and they mostly take place in the beginning of the series. Reading the Omnibus makes it clear how the individual chapters fit into the big picture; it was just difficult to sort all that out with a series that took ten years to publish 27 issues, and because it was challenging to find affordable copies in complete chronological order if you came to the series late like I did.

Though I’ve thought highly of Planetary since the day I discovered a beat-up copy of #5 at a used bookstore, the Omnibus made me enjoy and appreciate it even more.

Buyer’s Guide:

The Planetary Omnibus is sometimes out of stock at MyComicShop.com, but usually available on Amazon.

 

Big Box of Comics Part 3: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles

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This post is part of a series about what was inside this month’s big box of free comics.

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The Return to New York story in the original TMNT series #19–21 is even better than I remember. I think I was in turtle overload when I read it years ago, and I’d forgotten much of it. Visually, it’s one of the greatest TMNT stories of all time, with stunningly detailed artwork, creative layouts, extensively choreographed fight scenes, and incredible double-splash pages.

The black & white artwork creatively uses both black and white ink in addition to detailed screentone shading (sometimes called by the brand name Zip-A-Tone). The result is some of my favorite artwork in any TMNT story, and it’s a joy to watch the Turtles hack and slash their way through sewers full of enemies while their new Triceraton friend destroys everything in sight with his blaster.

But I was in for a shock when I read issue #6. It wasn’t just the wraparound cover that’s even more awesome than I remember. It wasn’t just the visual splendor of Turtles and Triceratons in combat. No, the shock was the discovery of just how many ideas I apparently stole from this single issue for my fiction series, The Adventures of Meteor Mags and Patches.

Issue #6 has asteroids, dinosaur-type aliens in a combat ring fighting to the death, a ruling body referred to only as the High Council, silly satire, aliens who dislike mammals (“Shut your face, you puny piece of mammal droppings!”), heroes who insult the dino-aliens (“Where I come from, bozos like you know their place—in museums, displayed as skeletons of long-dead ancient freaks!”), fight scenes that last for several pages with scant dialogue, and a shoot-out while attempting to board a spaceship. Somehow, this mid-1980s masterpiece burrowed so deeply into my brain that I was unconsciously drawing on it for inspiration decades later.

I wasn’t planning on picking up the original ten issues of the series, but after reading #6, I want to read the whole storyline again!

Buyers Guide:

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #6. Reprinted in: Ultimate Collection Hardcover #1.

Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles #19-21, Return to New York. Reprinted in Ultimate Collection Hardcover #3.

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Big Box of Comics Part 2: Conan in Queen of the Black Coast

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This post is part of a series about what was inside this month’s big box of free comics.

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I really wanted to like this story, which is split across the fifth and sixth Conan Omnibuses. I hoped the negative reviews were simply cynical. But I couldn’t even read the whole thing. In the interest of expanding Robert E. Howard’s original tale, this version adds characters I didn’t need, adventures I didn’t care about, and questionable depictions of Conan and his pirate queen. Least believable is how Conan allows himself to be beaten, chained, and imprisoned in a ludicrous subterfuge to plunder a town. This goes against everything we know about Conan’s forceful character. Cloonan, whose artwork I usually love, chose to portray Conan with a slimmer, more realistic anatomy—something more like Steve Rude’s Nexus than your typical comic-book he-man—but that doesn’t fit Conan either. Conan is larger than life, and if there was ever a character who should appear large, intimidating, and insanely muscular, it’s Conan.

Just as troubling was the treatment of Bêlit. She has a crew of strong, skilled sailors who worship her like a goddess, but she lacks the fighting ability we would expect from a battle-hardened pirate. Instead, she gained leadership of the crew by leading them on a somewhat cunning mission in which her main contribution was planning. While I like the idea of Bêlit using her brains and not just her brawn, this approach gives us zero reason to believe her pirate crew would revere her so devoutly. She appears to have a hypnotic sexuality, but it takes more than being sexy to command a pirate crew. She comes across as a horny waif, not a total bad-ass, and that does her a disservice.

The visual depiction of her is even more troubling than that of Conan. Bêlit looks like a raving psycho with madness in her eyes, a slender goth sexpot on the verge of a breakdown instead of a conquering queen of the seas. Though she’s drawn with a nice enough figure, her face could only inspire fear, not love. What exactly does Conan see in her? To make matters worse, the colorists usually make her skin a stark white. She isn’t simply “pale” with “milky skin” as described in the text. She’s been painted bright white like she’s auditioning for Marilyn Manson or the Misfits. (Oddly, her skin is given a normal flesh tone in some scenes or issues, and this just makes the pasty white look seem even more out of place.) The color of Bêlit’s skin is one thing this adaptation should have changed from the original text, because it never made sense to have a sailor with milky white skin. Unless she was a sailor in Arctic seas, she would have been quite tan from exposure to the sun on the deck of her ship. Instead, she is someone’s goth-rock fantasy girl, and Conan is her long-haired boyfriend who listens to Joy Division, and it’s doubtful these two could command a ship, much less conquer many of them.

The story expansion also screws up the final, poignant scene from the original story. Bêlit’s fiery burial at sea is spliced in chunks with an unnecessary scene from after the funeral, where Conan is talking to someone in a tavern, someone who can see what an emotional wreck Conan is. If this scene was entirely cut from the story so we could simply witness the burial, we would know Conan was wrecked because we would be wrecked with him. Instead, we keep getting pulled out of the moment to visit the uninteresting tavern.

That’s just a few of the problems in this adaptation, and despite my enthusiasm about female pirates in general and the original Queen of the Black Coast specifically, I cannot recommend it.

Buyer’s Guide:

Conan Omnibus #5: Piracy and Passion.
Conan Omnibus #6: Savagery and Sorcery.

Big Box of Comics Part 1: Concrete

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Concrete is just as good as I remember, except for the Fragile Creature series in which Chadwick experimented with a Moebius-influenced line story that is less beautiful than his other artwork on the series and lacks the physical weight suggested by a heavy character like Concrete. Plus, I found the story boring compared to the 10-issue series and the six-issue Think Like a Mountain.

Mountain features one of my favorite scenes: Concrete walks underwater along the Pacific Northwest coast. He encounters a shark swarm, a hidden octopus, and a horrific “ghost net”: a fishing net lost at sea that traps fish, birds, seals, and other animals in its inescapable tangle until they die.

Like Mountain and the story about building a sustainable farm, the six issues of The Human Dilemma focus on Chadwick’s ecological concerns, which he discusses in more detail in supplementary articles and responses to readers’ letters. Chadwick does a remarkable job of giving his characters opposing viewpoints to argue and question, so that even if some characters are preachy, it doesn’t feel like the storyteller is preaching.

Instead, the stories reveal the complexity of taking action or even reaching a solid conclusion about environmental concerns (and everything else in life). Characters reach a decision then find reasons to doubt they made the right choice. They change their minds. Characters make bad decisions and suffer the consequences, or even suffer for their more noble actions. Besides telling a damn good story, Concrete invites readers to question, ponder, and re-evaluate.

Chadwick’s art is a delight. Although I liked the full-color art in Mountain, Concrete shines brightest in black & white printings that show off the compositional beauty of every page. Chadwick uses creative points of view in many panels, such as in Dilemma when we see a character through a wine bottle that distorts his image, which is perfect for a scene in which the character’s emotions are out of control and leading him to make a poor decision.

The first six issues of the original series were collected, in pairs, in three slim paperback volumes. The first two paperbacks are worth getting for the additional pages of story Chadwick had room to include in those editions, pages which are not simply “deleted scenes” but enhance the story. I got all three paperbacks and the original single issues because the reprints do not include the original back covers I am so fond of.

I was surprised to find the final two issues of Dilemma were not in the big box. But this is a mistake that turned out well. When I went to MyComicShop.com to order them, I found my missing ninth issue of the original series had become available. Yes! Into the shopping cart! (I even had just enough store credit remaining to pay for them and their shipping. Bonus!) I did not replace some issues of odds and ends, nor the Killer Smile limited series I don’t recall being thrilled with; but aside from the hard-to-find second volume of collected short stories, I’m happy to once again have a Concrete collection that includes the best of the best.

Buyer’s Guide: 

Concrete #1-10.
–The paperback reprints of the first six issues: Land and Sea. A New LifeOdd Jobs. All ten issues are reprinted in Complete Concrete or the Concrete TPB series.
–Concrete: Think Like a Mountain. Also in TPB.
–Concrete: The Human Dilemma.
–Concrete: The Complete Short Stories.

inside the big box of free comics

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In the first five months of 2019, Mars Will Send No More earned just over $200 in store credit thanks to readers who followed links to find and buy comics at MyComicShop.com. That store credit means a big bonus box of comics for me this month, and it does more than justify the endless hours I spent finding various issues and series in the store so readers can get right to what they want with a single click. It means hours of happily reading old favorites and exploring new books! So, let’s open the big box of virtually free comics and see what awesomeness awaits!

Note: Although this post celebrates the results of affiliate links, every hyperlink below leads to a previous post here on MWSNM where the books are discussed in more detail.

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First up: Armadillo #2 by Jim Franklin. This off-beat 1970s underground publication by Rip Off Press cost 50 cents when it came out, and I sold my copy in VF+ condition for $50. The book is on my list of 20 All-Time Favorite Comics, and I have sorely missed it. This time around, I got a VG+ copy that was selling for about $9, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that other than some creases along the spine and a few dings on the back cover, the book is in outstanding shape. For some surrealist art featuring armadillos, see my post with images from the interior.

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Next up: Wolverine #75 and Wolverine #100. Both of these feature Wolverine holograms, and #100 has Wolverine switching back and forth between his costume and his skeleton. Yes! I don’t even care much for the interiors of these books, but of all the books I sold with holograms in 2013, these are the two I regret not having on hand. I’ve posted about both these books and scanned the hologram covers, so see my posts about Wolverine #100 and about the Fatal Attractions event that features a slew of holographic X-Men covers.

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Next, something I’ve wanted for a long time: replacement issues for the complete Concrete collection I used to have! I didn’t covet every issue, just the ones I loved most. Last year, thanks to another dose of store credit, I started to put the series back together. I am still missing #9 of the first 10-issue series, and Volume 2 of the Complete Short Stories, but I am looking forward to re-reading the six-issue series Think Like a Mountain, and The Human Dilemma, plus the gorgeous covers and interior art from the original series. You can view the glorious back covers and more in my post about Concrete.

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The fun doesn’t end there. I have never stopped missing my complete collection of Planetary, so this time around I got the Planetary Omnibus. It’s a giant beast, with more than 850 pages, and beautifully done. Even though I know the whole story, the artwork in Planetary is just incredible to look at. This is the one I am most looking forward to devouring, and you can take a look at my posts about Planetary to see what madness and mayhem fill its pages.

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Speaking of mayhem: Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Once upon a time, I had a lovely reprint collection consisting of the four full-color Mirage “Graphic Novel” editions, plus 3 or 4 of the black & white “Collected Book TPB” editions, and about a dozen other single issues of the original Mirage series by creators I liked. They were fun to read and fun to own, but I was only sad about selling a few of my favorites. This time around, I got the three Michael Zulli issues that are super weird and dark, the three issues of the Return to New York story that feature a Triceraton from the earliest stories, and issue #6 of the original series, which features a fun drawing of Turtle vs. Triceraton on the cover. There are still a few Turtle goodies on my wish list, such as issue #10, but this batch will keep me in Turtle heaven for a good long while.

Completing this massive stack of comic books are the two books that collect the entire Queen of the Black Coast story as told a few years ago by Brian Wood and Becky Cloonan in Dark Horse’s ongoing Conan series. I used to have a complete set of the first 51 issues of that series, plus the reprints with Frank Frazetta covers, and I considered trying to replace all of them because of how awesome they were. But I was in the mood for something new, and despite the mixed reviews I’ve read about this version of the Conan classic, Queen of the Black Coast is hands-down my favorite story from the original Robert E. Howard publications. Considering my obsession with female pirates, that should come as no surprise.

I’ll let you know what I think of the Conan story. Until then, thank you for dropping by to plunder my comic book archives, and for your generous use of my affiliate links to find books you want to buy.

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PBN SET 53: Glue11
June 2019

Listen or Download the MP3. 117 minutes. 128 Kbps.
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Growing Concern – All I Really Want
Yak – Harbour The Feeling
Bass Drum of Death – For Blood
Bleached – Sleepwalking
Melt Dunes – Flesh
Helicon – Devil on Your Tongue
Pony Time – Stop Talking
Rezillos – Destination Venus
Mekons – Where Were You
Glockenwise – Stay Irresponsible
Marcus Lazarus – What You Got (Is What I Need)
Hives – Supply And Demand
We Five – You Were on My Mind
Primes – Bodies
Psychic Ills – Depot
Mystic Braves – Great Company
Shack – 24 Hours
Oh Sees – Keys to the Castle
Drunk Mums – Blitz
Black Rebel Motorcycle Club – Conscience Killer
La Hell Gang – Inside My Fall
The Royal They – Full Metal Black
Skeeter Davis – The End of the World
King Crimson – Lady of the Dancing Water
Formula – Hello To Oblivion
Space Siren – You’ve Tattooed My Brain All Away
Pandoras – She’s Ugly
Cherokees – I’ve Gone Wild
Victim of Society – The Quick and the Dead
Sugar – Fortune Teller
Sugar – Hoover Dam
Les Fleur De Lys – Gong with the Luminous Noise
John Sebastian – I Had a Dream

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Last month, one of my online friends visited Phoenix as part of a massive road trip. We basically did the same thing we do online: drink beers and shoot the shit for hours!

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Connecting with online friends in a real way always make me a bit nervous, and plenty of people have stories about meeting that range from awkward to horrifying. I’ve been fortunate to enjoy positive experiences, and this one was a highlight of my month. Good conversation, good beer, and lots of laughs.

I’d never been to State 48 Brewery before, but they have a massive selection of draft beers, tasty burgers, a convenient downtown location, friendly staff, comfy chairs, and an open layout with art painted right on the walls and a huge window into their brewing operation. They will also sell you a 64-ounce growler for $6, and fill it with your beer of choice for around $12 anytime you bring it in. You just can’t drink it there, probably because of Arizona restrictions on how many ounces of beer you can legally serve a person at one time.

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I grew up eating lots of pasta dishes with red sauce, maybe because Mom knew they were meals no one would complain about, and she had three notoriously picky eaters to contend with. Over the years, I’ve experimented with different ways of making tomato sauce, from using canned ingredients to starting with whole tomatoes. Regular tomatoes, when puréed, are way too watery and take forever to reduce to a sauce. But this year, I tried using smaller tomatoes such as cherry tomatoes or grape tomatoes, and I got awesome results with little effort.

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Sprouts puts these tiny cherry or grape tomatoes on sale every now and then, in one-pint containers. This sauce uses two pints, plus red onion or shallots (chopped), a bulb of garlic (peeled and chopped), dried rosemary, a dash of cumin, sea salt, freshly ground white & black peppercorns, and serrano peppers (chopped). I used three serranos, and the sauce was way too hot, so one pepper would be sufficient unless you enjoy breaking into a sweat and having a runny nose while eating.

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top view of cooked mixture in a container to be puréed

In a large pan with a generous amount of olive oil, sauté the onions, garlic, and peppers until soft, add the whole tomatoes and seasoning, and reduce the heat to a simmer. Stir often. When the tomatoes get super soft, you can smash them for fun, but don’t do it too early or you will spray hot tomato juice all over the place and end up hating life.

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side view of cooked mixture waiting to be puréed

That’s about all there is to it. The final step is to purée the mix with an immersion blender. You end up with about three cups of sauce. Of all my tomato sauce experiments over the years, this one is my favorite, and I’ve made it three times in the past couple months.

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PBN SET 52: Glue10
June 2019

Listen or Download the MP3. 95 minutes. 128 Kbps.
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Liz Story – Out of Time
Spectrum – True Love Will Find You in the End (Extended Mix)
Yak – Plastic People
The Blind Shake – Celebrate Your Worth
Male Bonding – Wrench
Place to Bury Strangers – Drill It Up
Yak – Semi-Automatic
Black Lizard – Everything and Nothing
Surfer Blood – Floating Vibes
Fuzz Manta – My Baby in Vain
Shiverettes – Shout Your Assault
Shiverettes – Betty
Refused – War on the Palaces
Suicidal Tendencies – Tap into the Power
Thurston Moore – Tranquilizer
The Blind Shake – I Shot All the Birds
The Blind Shake – Reasonable World
Lunachicks – Less Teeth More Tits
Lunachicks – Drop Dead
Refused – The Deadly Rhythm
Crystal Caravan – We Always Lose
Nick Cave – Into My Arms
Spectrum – Go to Sleep
Guido Mancino – Shine on, You Crazy Diamond (Pink Floyd)
Josh Turner – Three Hours (Nick Drake)

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PBN SET 51: Singsong
MAY 2019

Listen or Download the MP3. 88 minutes. 128 Kbps.
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Willie Nix – Truckin’ Little Woman
Nancy Sinatra – How Does That Grab You Darlin’
Smiths – Stop Me If You Think You’ve Heard This One Before
Queens of the Stone Age – A Song for the Deaf
DOPE LEMON – How Many Times
All Them Witches – Alabaster
Beck – E-Pro
Drive-By Truckers – Never Gonna Change
Me First and the Gimme Gimmes – I Will Always Love You (Dolly Parton)
Mudhoney – Empty Shells
Slayer – Filler/I Don’t Want to Hear It (Minor Threat)
OFF! – Void You Out
OFF! – Red White and Black
OFF! – I Won’t Be A Casualty
The Humpers – Steel-Toed Sneakers
Queens of the Stone Age – God Is in the Radio
Answer – No Questions Asked
PRIMAL – Hey Hey!
PRIMAL – Good Luck
Iron Horse – Kashmir (Led Zeppelin)
Nick Waterhouse – Holly
Spinal Tap – Gimme Some Money
Carpenters – Sing
Dresden Dolls – Sing
Michael Gettel – Whalesong

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PBN SET 49: THE WHEEL
MAY 2019

Listen or Download the MP3. 162 minutes. 128 Kbps.
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Morrissey – Break Up the Family
Red Hot Chili Peppers – Pea
Red Hot Chili Peppers – Road Trippin’
Bad Books – The After Party
Culture Abuse – Goo
Middle Kids – Real Thing
LVL UP – Soft Power
NARLA – The Way
NARLA – Til the Weather Changes
Kommunity FK – Something Inside Me Has Died
Swans – Celebrity Lifestyle
Horrorpops – Psychobitches Outta Hell
Crystal Method – Busy Child (Club Mix)
S.K.E.T. – Don’t Follow Think Yourself!
Corrosion of Conformity – Senor Limpio
Danko Jones – She Likes It
Clutch – Sucker for the Witch
All Them Witches – Heavy Like a Witch
Flat Worms – Shouting at the Wall
CFM – Street Car History
Cirrus – Stop and Panic
Ill Gates, Opiuo & Vent – Trilogy
Kamau Kenyatte – World Domination
Unwound – Corpse Pose
NARLA – Am I Sane
The Record Company – Hard Day Coming Down
Pond – Wheel
R.E.M. – Bang and Blame
Nancy Sinatra – Bang Bang
Octopus Syng – These Precious Summer Nights
Electric Moon – Mental Record
Radio Moscow – So Alone
Radio Moscow – Rancho Tehama Airport
Fu Manchu – Evolution Machine
Fu Manchu – Hell on Wheels
SupaFuzz with John Garcia – You Don’t Even Know Me
The Sword – Acheron / Unearthing the Orb
The Sword – Tres Brujas

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PBN SET 50: GLUE9
MAY 2019

Listen or Download the MP3. 118 minutes. 128 Kbps.
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Valravn – Krummi
Gjallarhorn – O-Vals
Faun – Von den Elben
Hoven Droven – Slentbjenn
Goat – Stonegoat
Lillasyster – Nu har jag fått nog (Akustisk)
Delerium/Katharine Blake/Mediæval Bæbes – Extollere
Bjorn Berge – Honey White (Morphine)
Jane’s Addiction – The Riches
Iron Horse – Immigrant Song (Led Zeppelin)
No Mad – Mental Revolution
R.E.M. – Crush with Eyeliner
Little Barrie – I.5.C.A.
The (International) Noise Conspiracy – Dustbins of History
Swans – Alcohol the Seed
Stef Chura – Method Man
Bjørn Berge – We’re Gonna Groove (Led Zeppelin)
Sonic Youth – Renegade Princess
Whiskeydick – Drunk as Hell
Midnight Oil – The Dead Heart
All Them Witches – Charles William
Beck – Think I’m in Love
Lo Fidelity Allstars – Battleflag
Crystal Method – Vapor Trail
Missy Elliott – Lose Control (feat Ciara and Fat Man Scoop)
Loreena McKennitt – The Mummers’ Dance
Hills – Och Solen Sänkte Sig Röd

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PBN SET 48: GhostNippleKitty
May 2019

Listen or download the mp3 file. 114 minutes. 128 Kbps.
The set list is available as a text file.

Kristin Hersh – Your Ghost
Kristin Hersh – The Cuckoo
Kristin Hersh – Close Your Eyes
The White Stripes – Little Ghost
Henry Rollins – Ghost Rider (Suicide)
Captain Crimson – Ghost Town
Clutch – Ghost
Rage Against the Machine – Born as Ghosts
Jetta in the Ghost Tree – Reaction
Valentine Six – Ghost Face
North Mississippi All-Stars – 51 Phantom
The Phantom – Love Me
Delerium/Katharine Blake/The Mediæval Bæbes – Sister Sojourn Ghost
Sonic Youth – NYC Ghosts & Flowers
Menard Rogers – Ain’t Nothing But a Titty
Light Crust Doughboys – Pussy Pussy Pussy
KISS – Take It Off
The Donnas – Take It Off
Steel Panther – I Want Your Tits
The Nips – All the Time in the World
Swallows – It Ain’t the Meat
Marty and the Muff Tones – Its Hard To Say I Love You When You’re Sitting on My Face
Lil’ Kim – How Many Licks (feat Sisqo)
Your Favorite Martian – Tig Ol’ Bitties
Krizz Kaliko – Titties (feat Tech N9ne)
Destiny’s Child – Bootylicious
Ciara – 1 2 Step (feat Missy Elliott)
Salt-N-Pepa – Shoop
Black Eyed Peas – Pump It
Strange Lot – The Horror
The Horrors – She Is the New Thing
Black Angels – You on the Run

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PBN SET 47: My Window
May 2019

Listen or download the mp3 file. 128 minutes. 128 Kbps.
The set list is available as a text file.

Cheech and Chong – Me and My Old Lady
Lonnie Donegan – Does Your Chewing Gum Lose Its Flavour (live)
Blade Runner 2049 – Baseline Test (Second Scene)
Cape Cub – Closer
Ann Peebles – I Can’t Stand the Rain
Ann Peebles – Do I Need You?
Sam Kinison – Rehab (live)
Presidents of the USA – Tiki Lounge God
Nick Waterhouse – I Can Only Give You Everything (Them)
Sid King and the Five Strings – Purr, Kitty, Purr
Wade Ray – I Need a Good Girl Bad
Little Barrie – Pin That Badge
Girls’ Names – Drawing Lines
John’s Children – Desmedona
Ty Segall – I’m A Man (Spencer Davis Group)
Ty Segall and the Freedom Band – Love Fuzz (Advance of Deforming Lobes)
Bad Brains – Sailin’ On
Bad Brains – Don’t Need It
Rose Tattoo – We Can’t Be Beaten
Screaming Lord Sutch – Flashing Light
Dandy Warhols – Not If You Were the Last Junkie On Earth
Smashing Pumpkins – Hello Kitty Kat
The Verve – Butterfly
Le Roux – Keep the Fire Burnin’
Cal Tjader – Davito