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The Parsippany Persona Non Grata Picture Show: The Lament of Passing Ships on Lake Parsippany

31 Oct


Welcome back to yet another yearly sojourn to all my past, present, and future – the roots of the area that molded my great majestic liberal thinking cap and its’ imminent escape: the horrific mental anguish of growing up in Parsippany, NJ.

I promise myself every year as long as I have a generous income pouring in that I would be checking in once a year on my mother who still thinks it’s a real hoot to be still living there, even though she complains on a daily basis of how much the town is going to shit with the all political corruption, the property taxes going through the roof and the shitload of immigrants coming in via Mumbai to sweep up all the mom and pop businesses located all along Route 46.

Looks as if time has completely stood still since the last time I dropped in. Last year I focused on the little area I used to hang out to the northwest of my mom’s house called Lake Hiawatha. In this annual sojourn, I focus on the area south of me, Lake Parsippany sprinkled with yet even remarkable origin stories from my youth.

And a lot of these stories at this go around have a lot with Batman.

The mission this time around was to somehow get Danika Yarosh’s latest movie, The Miracle Season into the hands of her estranged Freeman clan. The ones that her mom, who I used to date on and off through high school, has mysteriously cut her off from communicating with. Her grandmother was a little under the weather, so I had to get the dvd copy of Danika into the hands of her aunt Lisa in the hope that somehow that she could set up a dvd player at her mom’s house, so that she could at least watch some piece of her granddaughter’s work before shifting off this mortal coil (and why not bedsprings too? Why does it always have to be coils?)


Personally, the movie was a chore to sit through. Something better off left in the basement level of the forgotten tv movies hidden in the deep dark syrupy vaults of The Hallmark or Lifetime Channel, never to be shown on cable. To be honest, Danika’s and her co-star Erin Moriarty’s performances as the tragic high school girl volleyball superstar Caroline Line (Yarosh) Found and her best friend (Moriarty) Kelley Fliehler are the BEST and only thing worthy of saving this piece of junk from total oblivion. I have never beheld such wooden performances from such seasoned thespians William Hurt as Caroline’s father and Helen Hunt as disheveled coach Kathy Bresnahan that I was wishing that I would’ve rather watched snot dry underneath my desk at work to find any worthy redeeming entertainment value of this snoozefest. Screenwriter David Cohen of Friday Night Lights fame can’t really seem to find a way to capture lightning twice in terms of finding that follow-up sports film to rival his biggest hit. I tried to get this movie booked at work and I can see why I wasn’t successful in convincing the committee to get it to screen it to our fellow union members. And it’s budget truly shows. A lot of the Vancouver area sets made up to look like an Iowa farm look as if they were borrowing  dumpster dived dusted up props from the CW decade old Superman teen angst series, Smallville.

Upon arrival at JFK, I had to grab a airtrain to The A subway line to Port Authority. Wandering the terminal I came across a miniature 2nd Floor Candyland.


I didn’t bother to ask what the gimmick was all about. I passed by an entire bevy of them as I fought through the commuter rush bursting out of the arrival gates (it got too hectic that I had to conceal myself from the stampede approaching me in a nearly Dunkin’ Donuts and wait until the herd thinned itself out. Then I proceeded to the ticket purchase window selling Lakeland Bus tickets to make my final jaunt to Parsippany, NJ.

$11.50 for a one way ticket. It costs me $3.50 EVERY DAY for me to commute back and forth between West Los Angeles where I work to my home in Sherman Oaks. 2 buses and a subway train. That’s three and half trips I could make on what you have to pony up in metropolitan transportation costs.

So far, despite the ok airfare ($350 roundtrip to and from Burbank), I took a Airtrain ($7), to subway $2.75) and a bus for ($11.50). That’s $20.00 give a penny or two. How in the fuck is someone supposed to make a living out there? And people jump on my ass for saying that Los Angeles is too expensive to live.


Got back into the regular idyllic Parsippany suburban life routine. My mom’s dog, Bebe is still hanging in there, and of course, with my mom at the age of 75 STILL working two jobs (yeah, thanks a lot TRUMP taxcut), it had befallen unto me to take her out twice a day for a walk.

Now, I thought that we had an understanding between Bebe and I: a two shit minimum. I bring out three plastic bags. Two for pick up, one for storage. But this old hag (she’s 12 now) tried to bend the rules a bit when we would do the rounds to Lake Hiawatha School (where I attended 1st grade along with classmate James Vigilante who became involved heavily with local politics and had passed away some four years back) and upon heading back and had filled her minimum requirement and welch on our deal. But that was tough doggy teat treats, if a neighbor woke up to a fresh steaming pile of Bebe’s rectal delights, it wasn’t my problem. Even though, I’m an environmentally concerned citizen of California, picking up someone else’s dogshit is not my usual area of expertise – simply put because: I DON’T HAVE OR WANT THE RESPONSIBILTY OF OWNING A PET.


My mom’s Hungarian roommate Anna is still around, although she’s technically not living with my mom anymore but she still comes around to hang out. So to help my mom out with mortgage payments she convinced a friend from back home in Budapest named Antonia (seated above) to take her place in paying my mom rent. Anna speaks much better English now than when I saw her last year. She can understand mostly of what I saw with less interpretation and translation. Now she’s passing the baton on to her friend, along with tips on keeping that really tight fine looking ass of hers in good shape.

Friday’s mini-mission was to visit the East Coast branch office of my employer which is located in this building somewhere in the Soho District in a building that built right ABOVE the Holland Tunnel. I had to walk around the Holland Tunnel to get to the front entrance. When I approached a cop directing traffic into the tunnel, he had his entire hand at the gun holster at his hip and came walking toward me. Some bicyclist doing some tire repair warns me not to approach the office, because he could mistake your laptop bag as a bomb.

And you know how New York City feels about bombs these days. So I wisely heeded his warning and the cop directed me to the crosswalks set up to walk around the traffic.


I’m not going to go into graphic detail as to where I was visiting my East Coast branch, but I will tell you that the journey to get there was arduous. I actually walked from 42nd Street Port Authority Terminal to The Soho District, because I’m not very  NOR EVER HAVE I BEEN fond of the NYC Subway. I haven’t attempted this length of a walk since my early twenties when a stroll up the New York University and Greenwich Village area would be a cakewalk. It was a good thing I was wearing new comfortable sneakers, otherwise, I’d probably be shaking my fist to the sky and cursing the gods of Dr. Scholl’s. But look at all these cool sights I encountered along the way:


The Flat Iron Building built-in 1902 was designed by an architect from of all places….CHICAGO. As if back then you didn’t have enough to deal with gangsters and runny deep dish pizza – but the building was most famous for is where the Metropolitan Life Insurance Company got its’ start and its’ triangular design served as the gateway to the Flatiron District, The Madison Square District, and The Ladies Mile District. Other than being declared one of the most photographed building in New York City, it also serves as an important landmark in comic book lore. The Flatiron doubles as The Daily Bugle Newspaper seen in all the Sam Raimi Spider-Man films and Damage Control seen in a handful of Agent of SHIELD episodes both share some office space in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, while, April O’Neil, reporter for Channel Six News in the recent Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles movies has her news station there and I understand the new upcoming The Boys series on Amazon based on Garth Ennis’ Dynamite Entertainment series will have its management offices based here.


A Statue of William H. Seward was once a governor of New York during the Civil War and was against slavery  He used to pal around with Abraham Lincoln back in the day, so they gave him a statue for it. It’s located in Madison Square Park The statue looks like it hasn’t been polished since the days of the Civil War. Imagine what a little varnish could do?


Greenwich Village Arch. Haven’t been back here since 1984, which was 34 years ago. It used to be the hotspot for me to take in synthesizer seminars at NYU (I once hung out here with Eddie Jobson, keyboardist and violinist for Roxy Music, Jethro Tull, U.K, and Yes ),  perusing the local record store for Marillion bootleg concerts, pitchers of Sangria with the Zullo brothers on McDougall Street, and the best pizza slices any fucking where on the planet.

My kind of vendor. Bravo to this guy for coming up with some clever zingers manufactured on buttons poking fun at the most disgusting person to ever walk the planet. A fucking big poseur who absolutely has no experience in being politician doesn’t deserve to be a politician.

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BUT on the one hand, other than the item that I did purchase that made me a walking billboard in anti- swearing in a rapey Supreme Court judge, the button also served a dual purpose: It’s the day I’ve been forever waiting for is finally here! October 30th is the blu ray release of my all time favorite animated series, Batman: The Animated Series remastered  in Blu Ray form! Fuck yeah!!

It’s all I ever wanted, all 109 episodes of the original and The New Adventures of Batman & Robin, an extra disc of interviews, AND two bonus discs featuring motion picture release of The Mask of The Phantasm and the first direct video release of Batman & Mr. Freeze: Sub-Zero in one complete package!!

It’s going to be pricey, but it’s definitely going to be worth it. Unfortunately, I just literally found out today that it’s only available for sale online and major retail outlets such as Best Buy and Target have reported their pre-stock being completely SOLD OUT!! LUCKILY for me, a co-worker allowed me to use her Amazon account to order it, so I SHOULD be receiving it in a couple of days.

Speaking of Batman: a major bat event happened while I was away in New Jersey, and I didn’t know what the ruckus was concerning this book until I was back in Los Angeles.


I already bought my copy at Funny Books, located in Lake Hiawatha. Retailer Steve Conti had plenty on hand, but however, a leisurely stroll to a Greenwich Village mom and pop bookstore that late Friday afternoon revealed a more frantic retailer in crisis.

I couldn’t help overhear the owner harping about how one guy came into his store and bought out his complete stock of this new format book called Batman: The Damned that DC Comics is introducing on its’ new DC Black Label. It’s a fully beautifully painted adventure into the dark HBOification realm of Batman by Lee Bermejo under a so-so story by Brian Azzarello that deals with the Batman searching the supernatural and enlists the aid of his fellow Justice League Dark colleagues of John Constantine and Deadman to help him solve the mystery of how he killed The Joker.

I couldn’t wrap my head around the Bat brouhaha of why this book was selling like hotcakes until I got back to Los Angeles when I posted my disdain on facebook. It was Las Vegas area retailer Ralph Mathieu of Alternative Reality Comics (the go to area in Vegas when I’m visiting my sister Becky or one of the scattered Zullo brothers) that responded with one simple word in a thread that I had posted.



Can’t see it? I sure didn’t see it at first after my first initial reading.

Look closer. Go ahead, and sniff that dark inked bat cock if you can. (What, you never sniffed a fresh printed comic book before? I do it all the time with my nose buried under the conveyor belt as new minted copies of Deposit Man fly off the press!!)


You can’t really see it unless you take your finger and enlarge the photo on your phone or tablet (careful with my Batman, ladies).

In Issue #2 scheduled to ship next month, I wonder of we’ll get a silhouetted cameo of Catwoman’s vag? It’s only fair, right? – since Bruce Wayne and Selina Kyle are now married.

Anyway, let’s flip through the rest of this New York stuff.

It’s still here after these years. The classic McDougall Street Treat

New York is where I’d rather stay, I get allergic smelling hay, I just adore a penthouse view but Dah-ling motherfucker,  I love you, but goddamn give me Park Avenue.

By the way, they moved Supergirl to Sundays at 8:00PM – which is the slot they should’ve had CBS have it aired it in the first place.


Uh oh. Trump’s stormtrooper Gestapos are everywhere. Must find my local Lakeland bus depot to escape back to Parsippany.

Now what’s wrong with these pictures?? Both of them are out-of-place in Parsippany. In an area of rednecks rallying against illegal immigrants, they should be sending their ICE thugs to round-up all the white kids who can’t even pronounce the words quesadilla and chalupa and send them out to in the fields to pick strawberries just for shit and giggles and. It would be something out of a revival of Scared Straight: The #metooIcan’tspeakSpanishforshitGeneration.

No one knows what the hell authentic Mexican food is in Parsippany, so seeing this is a massive insult to my scarred cultural repressed upbringing.


This must be the work of a vast conspiracy. This is the fucking thing that bugs me: I moved to California for a change of culture, unique special food to experience that I couldn’t find anywhere else: Jamba Juice smoothies, Sonic Drive Ins, Trader Joe’s, Whole Foods, and for fuck’s sakes: LA FITNESS???


Why not name it NJ Fitness?? The atmosphere is all wrong. People who work out in a LA Fitness, SHOULD BE IN LOS ANGELES!! It’s called LA Fitness for a reason; for beautiful people in California to work out in. Not plump Italian girls with peach fuzz mustaches to run on treadmills or to pump iron. What the fuck is wrong with this state that it can’t invent an original idea for a food franchise other than Jersey Mike’s Subs?

Leave my fucking fresh fruit smoothies and breakfast burritos alone, YOU HEAR ME?? I’m so sick and tired of New Jersey and New York trying to copy on my West Coast trending leisurely rituals and culinary delights.


Thank goodness for some neutral sanity. At least they’re from Seattle.


My mom’s next door neighbor from Germany who goes by the name of Hans has a coy pond.  Hans and I got into an interesting conversation about how this New Jersey councilwoman or mayor of Tom’s River enlisted the consulting services of some Netherlands area mogul to help build a floodgate that is about the size of two Effel Towers that would make the entire eastern seaboard of New Jersey impervious to hurricanes, such as Katrina. We talked about a remarkable segment on 60 Minutes that talked about this subject. You can read more about it here through this old New York Times article . 


Contrary to popular belief: THIS IS NOT the movie poster to the sequel of the Incredible Mr. Limpet.

Incidentally, actress Danika Yarosh’s uncle Robert who resides in Florida builds carp and  coy farms for a living.

On my final day, while my mom was at work I decided to do a hike up to Lake Parsippany. First I passed my old high school, then I decided to take in lunch at my other favorite haunt while growing up.


The more pleasant alternative to Parsippany High School Cafeteria Pizza, that is, if you weren’t snatched up by a truant officer, as many students were prone to do sneaking off of campus. I like to think that today, my local 7/11 likes to pay homage to Parsippany High School Pizza when they try to jam you for a dollar their day old pizza slices – it still has that same old school cafeteria cardboard texture, plus you couldn’t really tell the difference between such fabulous 7/11 cuisine or if you baked it at home and called it Digiorno (because that’s what it actually is!).


Isn’t that a beauty? My then local pizza parlor had the best Silician slices in town. Pizza King off of Route 46 in Mountain Lakes had the second best.

According to historical records, this giant spire behemoth of worship, called the Parsippany Presbyterian Church has been standing on this spot in Route 46 since the late the year 1755. That’s a very fucking long time. Ask anyone who might have been alive back then. But you can’t – BECAUSE THEY’RE NO LONGER ALIVE!! They might still be across the street at the VAIL Memorial CEMETARY, where rumors of ghosts from the Revolutionary War era still haunt its’ grounds. Any one of them could be the lead in the live action FUNKY PHANTOM movie – IF it ever gets past the pre-production stage. This church sticks in the craw of my memory, because it was where I used to attend Boy Scout meetings in the cellar and I once broke in here to hide and spend the night hiding from the clutches of my step-father after we got into a heated physical battle. When my local grade school, Northvail Garden had an overflow of sixth graders, this church would serve as an annex

The mouth that leads to my old apartment complex Vail Gardens, Veteran Memorial Park where a trailer park used to be (is James Vigilante’s name listed on the plague? It was roped off, so I couldn’t go over to read), Good ol’ Jersey City Reservoir (why was it in Parsippany in the first place? And how much rent do we charge?) Legends tell us that the Old Town Boonton ruins are really down at the bottom. My apartment complex had to be fenced in at the pool area from wandering deer, geese, black bears, fawns, and ferrets.

Walking on Livingston Road, here lie the leftover Martian ships from the 1938 Invasion- which was 80 years ago to this very day. Orson Welles certainly saved humanity from imminent destruction that day.


My mom told me that she doesn’t want to be cremated here.


Back in my high school days, I once rode my bicycle up here and I stumbled upon my first copies of Genesis album, Nursery Cryme and Foxtrot. They were cut out copies that went for only a $ 1.00 each and they didn’t come with the bells and whistles of fold out sleeves that displayed Peter Gabriel’s lyrics.


I remember the first time I listened to these albums was I first bought my Pioneer hi-fi system, blasting them in my headphones while I had to insert advertisement circulars in all my Sunday morning papers that I had to deliver on my route (and I had around 250 customers, so I needed at least 2 hours to prep early in the morning)  But it was from that moment on that begin my rapid devotion to collection all the early era albums of Genesis.


Mac & Cheese is a big deal in Parsippany these day. You can even serve them up as slop in breakfast bowls. Finally some culinary idea not lifted from California.


While I was making arrangements to get the Miracle Season dvd into friendly Freeman family hands I talked to Linda Freeman’s sister, Lisa (whom I also took out on dates. We saw Genesis and Asia together) and I told I was taking this hike up to Lake Parsippany she relayed me this amusing anecdote about the time when they used to work here and due to a mishap of accidentally shutting off the refrigerator lights (or perhaps getting too stoned to forget), both Lisa and Linda managed to at least melt hundreds of dollars worth of Ice Cream. Hilarious Mr. Softy hijinks later ensued.  I used to buy a huge bevy of Warren Creepy black and white mags here, along with Heavy Metal, Savage Sword of Conan, and reprints of The Spirit (also a Warren mag), but I’m pretty by the time when I made this place my instant go to for black & white comic magazines, the Freeman sisters were probably already let go. IMG_3813

Linda Freeman and I used to go to this library and other hanging out with her here, it was my favorite library because it used to get the entertainment trades every week like Variety, The Hollywood Reporter, and Billboard, and I think it was the time when I started to get interested in reading the charts. I was also checking how British acts such as Marillion, Mike Oldfield, or The Human League were performing in their own country and all across Europe. Variety would publish all the Nielsen rankings and I supposed I should thank this library for getting me to where I am today. HOWEVER, it is no longer a library, it is now the center headquarters for the Morris County Board of Education. They moved the library to somewhere near Morris Plains where it absolutely no longer accessible by public transportation. Thank goodness I can just download my favorite trade publications online these days, otherwise I’d never survive a walk to a Parsippany library located all the fuckbutt way out to near Morristown. Especially if I were to be stuck in a 12 foot blizzard.


NOT FAR from that abandoned library, one of my aunt told me that this was where I first moved to in Parsippany, NJ when I was three months old after my grandfather told my dad to get lost and he packed all his goodies and left for California.

Imagine in a Marvel What If parallel universe, IF it was my father who got custody of me and took me to California with him, HOW my life would’ve been dramatically different.

I didn’t stay here for too long, my grandfather packed us up and moved my mom, my two aunts, and me into a gorgeous home out in East Hanover that was a block away from a golf course that eventually was sold to the Nabisco Company and became a factory. A year later in 1965 or so, my grandfather allowed my Uncle Max to move in after he was released from prison after serving time for MANSALUGHTER!  During the early seventies when I would occasionally sleep over on weekends after moving back to Parsippany after my mom got remarried, we would be pelted in the morning with the aromas of Oreo, Nutter Butter, and Vienna Finger cookies being baked fresh from the factory.


I suppose people are just as obsessed with Game of Thrones out here as we are in California.

So on my final day before heading back to JFK to catch my 5:30 PM flight, I took one last rainy stroll through the city where I was recommended to check out a used record store that specializes in blu ray television season sets. I was on the hunt for a science fiction based show called The Expanse. I haven’t seen the third season yet.

They didn’t have it, so I ended up dragging all my shit around Times Square for three hours and took in the ambiance. Until a thunderstorm and a torrential downpour of rain came down when the time came I had to get to Grand Central Station to catch a shuttlebus to JFK. I didn’t know the MTA system all that well, but a pretty female Puerto Rican bus driver saw me walking up 8th Avenue in distress of the possibility of missing my flight, that she let me ride the bus free so I wouldn’t get my ass soaked.


Back to Times Square. you can see the clouds rolling in.


In all its’ pristine glory.

Anyway, I was wandering lonely as a dark cloud, I was thinking about a little tiff I got into with my mom. My mom suddenly has a issue with people who ‘dwell too much in the past’ and harped on my desire to go revisit places of my past, such as the house I spent my toddler years in East Hanover. My mom argues that it does nothing for you. You should always move forward and stop looking back at past events. But I digress- because I consider to be a man of the past, present, and future rolled into one. Although I’ve pledged my loyalty to be a full blooded California as my real blood dad once was, I still admit to having roots in New Jersey as distasteful as I even care to admonish- THAT’S NOT SAYING there weren’t pockets of pleasant memories here and there, but telling the truth hurts my mom whenever she asks me for my opinion on whether I had a happy childhood or not. IT fucking wasn’t. I think my mom made a mistake of getting remarried while I was three years old, she didn’t really put my upbringing needs up first and got remarried and popped out another kid, much to the advice of other relatives not to. I mean, I had a great house to grow up in East Hanover and that was taken away from me in order to move back to a two bedroom apartment and ended up sharing a room for the remainder of my childhood with a baby sister – while my grandfather was raking in millions globetrotting around the world developing cake and pie recipes for big restaurant chains such as Marie Calendar’s, Coco’s and Denny’s and living in not one, but 2 big houses in the town of East Hanover.

I dwell in all areas of my past. I reminisce pleasant memories about the late seventies spent at Laguna Beach, Mid eighties times spent at early San Diego Comic Con when it was held at the Concourse, the beaches of Encinitas and Solana Beach burying my face in Jennifer Ellis’ bikini ass and us drinking beer together, the house in Sherman Oaks where I spent nearly a decade living with my half sister on my dad’s side with my rich Jewish stepmom and working at a comic book shop that her husband half owned.

And I dwell on bad memories of places I no longer have a desire to see again, like Williamsburg, Virginia where I foolishly proposed to marry Tamar, at the exact same age that my parents age. That was a shitty ass life lesson that I have no regrets about – I probably would’ve died in that car crash with her. Living in Kansas City sucked during 1986 in attempt to get along with other scattered members of my dad’s family that I only lasted six months before I came crawling back to San Diego. No desire to ever see London again, until Islamist extremists stopping bombing the joint. And on and on it goes.

Let’s just enjoy the rest of the walk.


Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles getting swallowed up by the Lion King


Rainy days and Tuesdays always get me down.


Harry Potter sez, here’s looking down on you, kid. Can anyone tell it’s Harry Potter. I couldn’t really give a fuck. J.K. Rowling ripped off the entire concept of Harry Potter from Neil Gaiman when he created teen sorcerer Timothy Hunter as part of his Sandman universe. Timothy debuted in a 1990 mini-series DC Comics published called The Books of Magic and was co-created by painter artist John Bolton before he was awarded his own Vertigo comic book series that lasted for 75 issues (but incidentally, a new series just started this week) and predated Rowling’s knock off by 7 years when Harry Potter & The Philosopher’s Stone was published. I don’t see Tim Hunter getting his own eight movie series (plus prequels!) and Broadway plays named in his honor anytime soon. Look it up on Wikipedia if you don’t believe me.


So The Walking Dead isn’t doing too well. People have ‘walked away’ in droves in lieu of lead actor Andrew Lincoln’s departure, whose fate will be revealed this weekend – and I suppose after the airing of that episode, the crew should just pack up their creepy crawler fake blood and prosthetic goodies and call it a night, because NO ONE’S sticking around after Lincoln is gone. The ratings are like being brain eaten fast, and is unlikely to survive for much longer. People are instead beginning to pledge their loyalty to its’ spin off, FEAR THE WALKING DEAD where Lennie James’ Morgan character managed to jump ship.


And so we end on that note.




Prologue to Another Persona Non Grata Picture Show

10 Oct



I had a very busy two days leading up to me taking a red flight to New York at the middle of last month. On Saturday, September 15th, I was fortunate to find out information about where a memorial service was being held for the late fantastical leviathan of a writer, Harlan Ellison, a person whom I admired and idolized very much since making Los Angeles my permanent home.

I technically crashed it, but there was really no one around to tell me to skidaddle at an undisclosed theater location in Beverly Hills.  I was fortunate enough to mask my intrusion by running into people involved with the comic book industry whom I haven’t talked to in decades, including my one time editor over at Comics’ Buyer’s Guide, Maggie Thompson.

Before I begin, let me state that is indeed a lovely sketch portrait of Harlan in the photo above rendered beautifully by Bill Sienkiewicz. You were invited to offer words of condolences to Susan before leaving (this was part of a pair) and I took a photo before I wrote some words of gratitude thanking him for the encouraging pep talk some twenty plus years back.


I caught a faint whiff of nostalgia remembering that only a mere block away from where this service was being held, there was once a museum or art gallery called The Morpheus Gallery located in the basement of a huge high-rise where I used to report for an entertainment work related agency  that had exhibited paintings and sculptures from artists such as H.R. Giger and Jacek Yerka, There were a few paintings on display that were used for one of Harlan’s massive books called Mind Fields that had contained a whopping 34 short stories that Harlan had written around these subversive paintings of Yerka’s featured in the book. I don’t know if Harlan had any input on how the gallery was run or if a painting had been sold and he was entitled to a cut of it.


Unlike many memorials, Harlan’s widow, Susan did not allow many to eulogize. Only four people were allowed to step up to the podium including ex- IDW Publishing Editor in Chief and once upon a time writer of ROM Spaceknight, Chris Ryall. I wanted to step up and tell the story of how I managed to wrangle Harlan in giving needy kids a pep talk in taking up writing or to pursue dream careers in the world of animation and comics at the Los Angeles Downtown Library, but I was probably better off since I haven’t done any public speaking in a real long time. Besides,  I already chronicled about various Harlan related events I attended over the years here and here,. Christina Valada, Harlan’s private attorney and sadly, another widow to Wolverine and Swamp Thing creator, Len Wein was the first to speak some consoling words and thoughts. Chris Ryall then tearfully told a fairly new tale of Harlan when he and his wife joined Harlan and Susan for dinner in Universal City and it winded up taking a drastic turn which found Harlan directing traffic in a heavy pouring rain storm which was bittersweet and humorous.


Susan told us to go and mingle and to have a great time. More celebrities started to pile on in just as people were exiting the auditorium, including George Takei, which I captured having a conversation with Chris Ryall.

I talked to long time comic book writing veteran Tony Isabella, co-creator of Black Lightning for the very first time. We talked about the show airing on the CW, which of the time of this writing just premiered its 2nd season last night (sadly, it’s initial overnight rating were not impressive following The Flash, it lost at least half its’ audience), and it’s a show that somehow that the CW Network is trying to faintly mold with what Netflix is trying to do with The Marvel Knights (Daredevil, Luke Cage, Jessica Jones, Iron Fist & The Punisher) interlocking series : being gritty and promiscuous in its’ approach to violence and social issues – but in BL’s case,  almost in a way that can appeal to the entire family that can perhaps provoke much-needed conversation around the dinner table. That is, if they can pull their eyeballs away from their portable devices streaming the show long enough to have that conversation.

I also ran into retired Cleveland (Harlan’s hometown!) area lawyer Bob Ingersoll, who like Tony (Tips), Isabella contributed mightily to the now defunct Comics Buyer’s Guide in a series of columns called The Law is An Ass, where Bob used to provide unique analysis into all our favorite comic book character’s legal predicaments. So it was great talking to those two and was even impressed they even still remembered from my name after such a long hiatus. It’s nice not to be forgotten.

I spotted Leonard Maltin strolling in with his wife. Then again, you can spot Leonard Maltin anywhere in this town if you look hard enough. You can run into Leonard Maltin at your local post office, you can run into Leonard Maltin stuffing his face into a giant Pastrami and Rye at your local Jewish deli such as Brent’s in Northridge or Cantor’s in the Fairfax District, or you can run into Leonard Maltin at a cartoon festival held every year at The Alex Theatre in Glendale. THERE’S NO SHORTAGE OF NOT RUNNING into Leonard Maltin in this town. Can you tell I’m sick already of talking about Leonard Maltin?


Walter Koenig was there. Walter used to come visit me at my old comic book store, Rookies & Allstars in North Hollywood and we used to talk about Harlan’s Dream Corridor, his love for everything John Carter and Tarzan, and other science fiction writers he used to read. Walter and his assistant never exited my store without buying a comic book hero button or a piece of candy. Harlan and Walter eventually became the best of friends – at least, that’s what Walter used to tell me. I believe it was Walter who put in a good word for Rookies & Allstars, because Harlan’s assistant started calling the store from time to time looking for something he may have missed in a Diamond Comics Distributor shipment or asking how much Dark Horse Comics product was arriving, but if we told him that we can order for it and call him when that particular item arrived, but the assistant would tell us he’d get back to us if it resorted to that.

The gentlemen in the makeshift dapper blue stripe on white (or would that be white stripe on blue?) collared shirt with t-shirt demonstrating to all how Harlan would’ve showed up to his own memorial with his camera aimed at watching me watching him is none other than Harlan’s biographer, Nat Segaloff, who earlier gave us a few minutes up at the podium.


George R.R. Martin flew in from New Mexico and by the looks of it, Games of Thrones is STILL NOT FINISHED, and I bet, by the time he flies back – IT WILL STILL NOT BE FINISHED. I bet it’s the first time in science fiction/fantasy history where a fantasy author yields to allowing a premium cable channel to pick up where he’s too lazy to finish where he left off. HOWEVER, looking forward to checking out the Syfy series adaptation of his Nightflyers debuting towards the end of this year.


Food was served by Loteria, a very popular Mexican taco stand headquartered at the historical Farmer’s Market located in the Fairfax district. The Potato Taquitos, Margaritas, Horchatas and Watermelon daiquiris were in full deliciously devouring force that night. You can find lots of fine authentic Mexican fare at these three separate locations throughout Los Angeles. It’s not Mexican food from Parsippany, New Jersey  folks, which will be a subject I’m going to be ragging about in my next Persona Non Grata Picture Show edition right in this exact spot in a few weeks time.


Former Comics Buyer’s Guide editor (now a contributor to Comic Con International’s online blog ) Maggie Thompson is here conversing with legendary comic book writer Marv Wolfman – probably both are planning some big comic book related tribute to Harlan and don’t want the rest of us to overhear. Someone on facebook recently pointed out to me that the man with his back to us standing to the right is Paul Chadwick – who  collaborated with Harlan a few years back on a DC graphic novel entitled “7 Against Chaos”. Paul is also the creator of a beloved Dark Horse Comics original character called Concrete – which has not been adapted in Hollywood in any shape or form. That’s very disappointing.


It seems that Susan cleared out some of the books from The Kilimanjaro Corporation ‘warehouse’. I was lucky to have snagged these two following items:


One of Harlan’s books that I never got around to reading, but always meant to pick up. Jeez, I even remember seeing this at my once upon a time local Tower Records (old) in Sherman Oaks twenty some odd years ago. If I can recall running into Angie Dickinson and still thinking she still looked like a good piece of ass way back then you’ll have some clue as to ‘how old’ you think I am. What I’ve read so far that was slightly bemusing was the William Shatner story about him doing a favor for Star Trek creator, Gene Roddenberry in trying to talk some sense to Harlan in writing another sensible unpaid for endless draft of “City on the Edge of Forever” and wound up skidding his motorcycle on Harlan’s front lawn is a real hoot. That skid mark stayed until the 1994 Northridge Earthquake gave Harlan’s lawn new scars. Man,  I did not realize how much of a puppet and errand boy Bill was for the late Gene Roddenberry until Harlan pointed it out. Maybe that’s why Bill was a ‘no-show’ at the service, because parking in the building is only free after you’ve reached the fourth level. He’d probably skid off the parking garage and go spilling all over the pavement.

Most importantly, Harlan’s tortured memoir of his time working for Star Trek is a masterclass in itself and a very indepensible tool in teaching screenwriting going back  from conceptual treatments to early draft teleplays and revising of scripts. Harlan also gives a crash coarse in establishing the type of shots he sees in his head when describing  scenes and dialogue.


It seems that ‘Night And the Enemy’ did the trick of clearing up my clogged up sinus memory passages. I might have said that my ‘real first exposure’ to Harlan’s prose was an introduction to a Doctor Who novelization collection of Tom Baker-era stories, but I think maybe glossing over serialized chapters of this appearing in Marvel’s Epic Magazine may have predated that. Marvel’s Epic Magazine was Marvel’s version of Heavy Metal Magazine which was published between 1980 – 1986 and lasted 34 issues. 3 short stories from Harlan’s and artist/collaborator Ken Steacy’s graphic novel collection (whom Chris Ryall informed me on facebook was also in attendance) were “Sleeping Dogs” in issue #4, “Life Hutch” in issue #6, & “Run For The Stars” #11. I think my earliest memory of seeing Harlan in person for the first time was either at the 1986 or 1987 San Diego Comic Con signing a giant pile of these books at a table. But I wasn’t really familiar of who Harlan was back then, and I do remember attending a lecture of his that took place one Saturday night at one of the auditoriums of the old San Diego Civic Center where he said some crass unbelievable things about comic book industry people that you wouldn’t want to repeat at family holiday dinner gathering. If San Diego Comic Con International ever gets its’ streaming service in operation, I bet that 2 hour plus personal one on one with a packed audience makes it to the top of the archive pile.

Above is an old opinion piece I wrote in Comic Buyer’s Guide that prompted Harlan to call me out of the blue while I was working at a Farmer’s Insurance office to shower me with praise. Damn. I can’t believe this was 23 years ago. Where the fuck does time fly?

Due to my Superman/Flash race with time in prepping up for my annual trip to New Jersey, I was only allotted to stay for the first hour and a half. I was out the door once I completed in personally offered my condolences to Susan Ellison, so I have no idea of who may have showed up afterward. Seeing as how I spotted a few Star Trek alumni (including story editor D.C. Fontana from the original show and the subsequent 1973 animated series) scattered around the theater here and there, I was kind of perturbed  not to bump into anyone who worked with Harlan on Babylon 5 other than writer Peter David, a show that Harlan had a much deeper involvement than anything I’ve known him to be associated with. The show lasted five years and Harlan served as creative consultant, even supplying a script or two. I half expected to at least have caught a glimpse of creator J. Michael Straczynski or actor Bill Mumy  as I was in a hurry to get out.

But hey, if there’s a magic Djinn out there (straight, no chaser) who can hook me up with a dvd or blu ray series collection of The Starlost, created by under that great fictional pseudonym, Victor Lawrence Talbot Frankenstein, then I would be eternally grateful.

Anyway, now that I’ve paid my final respects, I can go on through the remainder of my life slaphappy as a ‘soup sandwich’.

New Jersey – on the other hand, refuses to die. In two weeks, the annual pilgrimage to the Parsippany Persona Non Grata Picture Show begins once where we shall explore the wild habitats of Lake Parsippany and New York’s Greenwich Village once more.



28 Sep



I’m not in a mental state of mind to blog right now. In case my good neighborly Native American movie reviewer, Zak Alvarez can’t present me with his candor on the movie we saw last month together entitled “Alpha” – I’m just going to have to forge ahead through with the archives from my mothership blog, Purple Pinup Guru BlogSpot Platform.

I literally just got back from New Jersey days ago AND that means, another yearly edition of the Parsippany Persona Non Grata Picture Show will soon be on its’ way. There will be a special prologue piece written before my annual teenage wasteland sojourn detailing my days before grabbing an airplane to JFK in which I was lucky enough to crash Harlan Ellison’s memorial service through a contact at my job and wow, did the stars come out that night to pay their respects. Following immediately after that, there will be a memory walk through Lake Parsippany with a side trip to the NYU campus and surrounding Greenwich Village areas. Also the big controversy while I was out there other than the beer ad billboards for Brett Kavanagh is the big brouhaha over Batman’s big swinging batcock that may or may have not been responsible for choking out The Joker in the recently released Batman: The Damned mini series that hit the stands that debuts the HBO-ification of DC Heroes in a new larger detailed prestige format size that pixellates on super heroes naughty bits (I hear that Catwoman’s vagina will be making a cameo appearance in issue 2).

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In honor of Batman’s The Damned, co-star, John Constantine – who also happens to be brilliantly portrayed by actor Matt Ryan as a brand new regular on the upcoming 4th season of Legends of Tomorrow (who sez, failed one season wonder tv shows don’t get second chances?) and is also starring in his own DC Blue Ribbon DVD animated movie out October 9th entitled “City of Demons” (also voiced by Ryan) – here’s a hark back to a review I wrote of the 2005 Francis Lawrence directed movie starring Keanu Reeves BACK when I was still employed at Warner Bros.

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CONSTANTINEa half-assed hurried movie review due to monstrous OT that doesn’t leave me much time to even review a movie by Cary Coatney.

I can’t believe it’s not satanic butter. The day has finally arrived after long gruelling days and hours of production hell (no pun intended) The Constantine movie based on material from one of my most beloved comic books, Hellblazer is finally getting released in theaters all over the world.

I’ve taken the production of this movie very personally, since it’s been given the green light at roughly the same time that I was hired at the studio. My department is right next to script processing – which formats movie and television scripts to fit the studio’s fussy requirements that they have to be typed and distributed in a certain way to everyone involved to the production’s liking. One script that had been coming back over and over had been Constantine, going way back to when Nicholas Cage was involved with the project and he left after some director, whose name escapes me at the moment, jumped ship because he was a faithful Hellblazer fan, and he’d be damned if he thought Nicolas Cage would make a great John Constantine. So after a strange series of (unfortunate) events (heh), it wound up in Keanu Reeves’ hands and he went and sought out a former video movie director, Francis Lawrence to pick up the reins.

In previous blog entries, I’ve mentioned that I’d been scoping out some of the sets while the movie was being filmed. Some of the sets I’ve seen were in the midst of construction such as Papa Midnite’s secret emporium (where sits an electric chair that opens a portal to a dimension to hell) and other sets such as the psych ward pool therapy room which is used at the climax of the film. The latter was one I managed to peek my head through the door of Stage 16 with or without the kind permission of security or production personal. People involved with the project were very tight-lipped about certain particulars even to their fellow badge waving co-workers, so most of the dirt that I managed to come across in the element of the storylines were from my neighbors in script-processing, who through an astonishing record of 52 drafts during the past several years, never really got bored with it. Perish the thought that they didn’t have fond memories of typing it over and over again, since they claim it was an enjoyable script to work with.

I can’t ever forget the props. One morning, one of my supervisors and I went to breakfast on the lot for a meeting and it was hard to navigate around the streets because they were these tow trucks bringing in these banged up junkyard cars stacked FIVE STORIES HIGH – all doused in some ugly secretion like webs and they were blocking many main access avenues. These were used in part of a scene where Constantine takes a trip to hell by planting his feet in a pan of holy water in Rachel’s apartment to find out whether or not her sister really committed suicide by going to this hellish dimension which is nothing but a decimated dystopian future of Los Angeles where these cars are laid abandoned except for some headless demons trying to hot wire the ignitions. Amazing the sequence is nothing more than lots of green screens and CGI which doesn’t last longer than maybe 3 minutes.

I saw the picture last Sunday night- and I wasn’t expecting it to be as quite this good. This is what should have been our new Exorcist movie instead of what was released last August. There are so many twist and turn scary moments in this film that the only frightful thing missing is an actual Boston priest convicted of molestation. I almost forgot that this was a movie based on a comic book – and I’m sure the general movie going audience will treat this as a well made horror flick. A few caveats that made me wince in the second half of the movie were a few super heroic bad boy scenes that has Reeves running around with a souped up crucifix tommy gun that supposedly squirts out holy water and some amped up fight scenes that wouldn’t seem out-of-place on an Angel episode. It’s examples like this that’s going to stir up the pot on the rabid hyperbolic drooling rantings on fanboy messageboards.

Keanu wasn’t bad in this role – in fact he makes John Constantine so sardonic and cynical- you’d swear the role was tailor-made for him or that at least he’s doing a reverse about-face on Neo (look for a Matrix: Revolutions parody on that movie’s ending towards the end of this picture). The actor who played Papa Midnite was dead on and one of the coolest thing about the movie was they put the DC Comics Vertigo logo in the opening credits that blows away hellish ash cinder with a mighty wind ( I would assume to counteract Marvel’s boisterous ego banner in their movies of late).

You swear that you may want to quit smoking and drinking after seeing this movie. This movie should favor well with the Surgeon General that they may want to use snippets of this movie to use for their next ad campaign. There’s a real clever gruesome scene between a priest run amok in a liquor store that will haunt me for the rest of my days. If you just dismiss the idyllic inaccuracies such as not Keanu’s dyeing his hair blond or that Constantine’s faithful cabbie pal, Chas is nothing more but some little runt with a smart mouth, or that psych ward Ravenscar is in LA and not in England, then what you have left is a genuine good horror movie with a whacked out exorcism opening scene. The whole plot wielding the Spear of Destiny just for sport of Heaven and Hell’s siblings is tightly paced.

After the screening that I attended at the Hollywood Arclight, there was a Q & A with Francis Lawrence last night and one of the things he revealed about the movie is that ‘there is a cut of the movie that has around 45 minutes of extended scenes that we are mulling over on whether or not to put that out on DVD. This edition would include scenes with a character called Elle a woman/half demon that Constantine has a relationship with that was cut out of the film.’ The director said the cut that is being released is his favorite because it portrays Constantine as a loner. The regular DVD is nearly already completed in the can.

One of the questions that Lawrence is shocked about hearing over and over is why not the British accent? He says after doing so much research with the source material after getting the assignment, he noticed that Constantine has adventures all over the world in places such as South Africa, India, America, the middle east, blah, blah, blah. Why should it matter what accent he has? He also said that if there are further movies in the future, that they’ll probably take place in a different setting.

Then we all got T-shirts and all went home. Marv Wolfman and Len Wein were sitting behind me. They always seem get into these things without having to wait in line like everyone else, but it’s great to be in such prestigious company sometimes.






A SAGA ENDS BEFORE IT’S EVEN REALLY BEGUN (An Appreciation of Something Canadian Other Than Rush)

14 Sep

4514304556A friend of mine reminded me the other day that one of my ‘secret’ favorite progressive rock bands is officially calling it a day sometime next month after a final concert to be staged in Puerto Rico. This sort of saddens me because I feel that the Ontario, Canada based quintet is as much as a musical great white north progressive rock institution as much as Rush has worn the face of Canadian AOR ambassadorship. Although Rush has probably four or five years seniority and a honor from the Rock ‘ n Roll Hall of Fame, the great mighty SAGA have been no slouches themselves as they reach their final pinnacle of celebrating forty-years of making complex and catchy songs together, give or take a switch in personnel here and there.

A Saga album didn’t enter in my life until sometime after I graduated from Parsippany High School, New Jersey in 1982. My first exposure to them was witnessing them as an opening act for Jethro Tull’s Broadsword and the Beast album that occurred on a chilly fall night out at the Brendan Byrne Arena out near the Meadowlands race track. I thought at the time, they were the most unusual opening band I had ever seen since UK from two Jethro Tull tours opened for them at Madison Square Garden in 1979. I’m still in awe that the vibrations from that show didn’t unearth Jimmy Hoffa’s body from beneath the arena’s parking lot. Come to think of it, I didn’t see that many shows at the Brendan Byrne because it took an extra effort to take a Lakeland bus to New York’s Port Authority of which ran past the Arena, but refused to drop you off at the parking lot, but instead you had grab a special shuttle to double your way back.

What makes their sound so distinctive is the creative cross hatching of guitarist Ian Crichton and classically trained keyboardist Jim Gilmour sewed together licks. The shared combination at times can prove to be two of one mind when they pair off of each other by trading off measures sometimes resulting in wrought confusion of who started off what solo and who ended it. No other band I know masters that musical kind of showmanship. Saga is also known to keep up with the latest in technical derring-do. That most impressive synthesizer patches I ever heard developed and recorded come from Saga albums.

Somehow, like my love for everything Yes, a few pivotal events occurred in my life were centered around my listening of Saga album throughout the years.


The most recognizable landmark album out of their 21 studio album repertoire, Worlds Apart was a sonic masterpiece of a platter I immediately scoured for throughout the local record stores in the Morris County area, I think I manage to locate a copy at a local Two Guys in East Hanover, NJ – not far from I used to live before I moved to Parsippany.

A couple of things that were groundbreaking about Worlds Apart: 1. It was produced by world-renowned producer Rupert Hines, who also the mastermind of production behind other landmark prog related albums by The Fixx, Camel, Chris DeBurgh before moving on to the big leagues of Rush and Stevie Nicks.

2. It could be debated that the Simmons Electronic Drum kit that Steve Negus heavily utilizes through the album and most the stand out radio hits and MTV videos, “On The Loose” and “Wind Him Up” made its’ spectacular debut on Worlds Apart. That’s at least, what I read as a kid in maybe Musician Magazine or the many other music oriented fare that I used to pick up on the newsstands back then. Saga even applied the use of them before Neal Peart experimented on them with Rush. Simmons, before they spiraled into bankruptcy was instrumental in salvaging Def Leppard drummer Rick Allen’s career when he lost his arm in a tragic car accident. The company developed a special kit for Allen to use more foot pedals to compensate for his missing appendage.

3. Although, it took a while to convert my Zullo brothers brethren, I had a friend at Morris County College named Glenn Fittin who I met in a music theory class and found out he too was also a mutual fan of Saga’s Worlds Apart and I remember us paling around one New Year’s Eve at some house in West Orange as we sang drunken karoke versions of the entire album much to the scowl of other partygoers – who might have been more upset that it all ended up as a mindless vomit fest and I woke up on their floor that was laid over with a tarp in case I pulled a John Bonham in my sleep.

During a break from her studies in the mid-west, My old Parsippany high school gal pal Linda Freeman was at home working on an academic project and was too busy to catch that East Rutherford Jethro Tull show with me, but she did say some nice comments about Michael Sadler’s leotard in a video that she happened to catch of Saga on a late night weekend edition of Don Kirshner’s Rock Concert. She told me over the phone that not only was she impressed with the drum duet of Steve Negus’s electronic drum set up and Sadler’s electronic percussion kit hidden away in a leather brief case, she was kind of smitten with Sadler’s banana hammock. Whatever the hell that means.


1983’s Heads of Tail (also produced by Rupert Hine) is a favorite memorable album I recall being attached to during a few semesters I spent at County College of Morris in Randolph. NJ. I constantly had this album on my person and usually in between classes I went into a private listening room to blast the music department’s headphones to “The Flyer” and “Cat Walk” which were also moderate hits. The twirling xylophone album closer, “Pitchman” still thrills me to this very day. Keyboardist Jim Gilmour applied a lot of sampled textures to this album using a German digital manufactured synthesizer called the PPG Wave 2.2 – which I remember getting a demonstration of at an instrument summit sponsored by Keyboard Magazine that took place at NYU in the fall of 1983 (where I spent a few hours hanging out with Eddie Jobson and embarrassed him in front of Wendy Carlos, who was also in attendance, not realizing that Walter and Wendy Carlos were one and the same person. It’s a quite a story, but no time to go into here.) and I remember the representative of that company playing the music box patch that I recognized from the closing of the song, “The Vendetta (Still Helpless)”.


Of course I dubbed those two albums on cassette and took them with me on my major move to North San Diego where lo and behold, I found cassette copies of the first three albums Saga, Images At Twilight, & Silent Knight at the world-famous independent Lou’s Records in Encinitas, Ca. These albums influenced me to investigate more closely into the band’s history, since classically trained keyboardist, Jim Gilmour wasn’t with the band in the beginning. What I learned a little bit about the first two albums was generously copied and pasted from these two paragraphs from Wikipedia:

Originally known as Pockets, Saga formed in 1977 from the nucleus of Canadian band Fludd. In June 1798, they released their self-titled debut album, Saga. A modest success in Canada, it would eventually sell over 30,000 copies in Germany as an import. It also became a major seller in Puerto Rico, after a local stereo equipment store featured the guitar-keyboard duet of the band’s single, “Humble Stance” as part if its radio advertisements. Two other songs, “How Long” and “Perfectionist” also became local favorites.

Their 1979 follow-up album Images at Twilight gave them their first charting singe in Canada with the song “It’s Time” peaking at No 84 in the Canadian charts. From the album, the songs “See Them Smile” and “Slow Motion’ became strong radio favorites elsewhere. Saga’s next album, Silent Knight was released in 1980 and included the singles, “Don’t Be Late” and “Careful Where You Step”.

From what I remember reading in various magazines that profiled Saga, Gilmour during a rehearsal had to have his hands handcuffed in order for him to slow down his playing. He already blew everyone’s shit out of the water at all the auditions with his rendition of U.K.’s “Presto Vivace and Reprise”.

Steve Negus took a break from Saga in 1982 to help out producer pal, Rupert Hine to record Chris DeBurgh’s minor AOR hit “Don’t Pay The Ferryman” off his 1982’s The Getaway” album.

I ear taught myself part of the keyboard solo to the conclusion of “Don’t Be Late” on a Roland 3X JP synthesizer I bought in San Diego at my aunt’s house in Cardiff By the Sea.


The sixth album “Misbehavior”  was released after my settling in North San Diego County, “Misbehavior” also achieved a mediocre success with a MTV video of its single “What Do I Know”. I tried to convert my roommates to be Saga fans, but to no avail. One roommate complained to me that it took too much concentration to get to the catchy hooks

I didn’t hear from Saga again, until I stumbled across their 1991 effort, “The Security of Illusion” and I didn’t even realized that there was strife between members of the band over management issues. I didn’t even know that Jim Gilmour and Steve Negus left the band and then came back again – all in the meantime forming their own band to release an album called GNP (Gilmour Negus Project)!!

One album released during Gilmour and Negus’ departure called The Beginner’s Guide to Shapes was quite an impressive effort in their absence. Released in 1989, it was a very experimental effort relying on Sadler to program drum machines and samples. With the enhancement of a few session musicians – the album produced a tremendous long closer called “Giant” that clocked close to eight minutes. Saga’s longest song ever recorded.

The bands were ‘no stranger’ (pardon the Worlds Apart closer pun) to concept albums. 1995 saw the release of a ‘rock opera’ of sorts called Generation 13 based on the 1993 book 13th Gen: Abort, Retry, Ignore, Fail? by authors Neil Howe and William Strauss. The reason why the band choose Saga as their final calling card was because they were trying to introduce the concept of serialized chapters told out-of-order just like George Lucas was trying to attempt with Star Wars – only this little storyline that Sadler and the Crichton brothers tried to tell would be pieced together with random chapters inserted amongst two songs. The wild theme being that an alien insect horde is trying to save Earth from total annihilation by consulting Albert Einstein’s brain for aid. The first eight were revealed on the first four album and the second half of the story was told in a trilogy of albums (my favorites of everything they ever recorded), 1999’s Full Circle, 2001’s House of Cards, and 2003’s Marathon. A 2005 live concert featuring the Chapters performed in numerical order and in its’ entirety was the last to feature original drummer, Steve Negus.

The band had a great racket going. Once they achieved high international record selling status they moved to Los Angeles from Canada and started recording albums at a studio not far from my place in Sherman Oaks which continued to sell like hotcakes in Germany, then fly out to South America, Puerto Rico, and Germany to tour and hardly leave any love for their American fans – especially us Los Angeles ones.


(formely Sound  & Image Studios in Van Nuys, Ca)

One particular stand out album of theirs was released in the mid-nineties was a concept album entitled Generation 13, which introduced a sort of imaginary character with a froggy sounding voice that has popped up on many an occasion on subsequent releases in the background speaking some outlandish line or mumbling gibberish including their following twentieth anniversary release, The Pleasure and The Pain- particularly on their bombastic cover of The Beatles’ Taxman.

Guitarist Ian Crichton was a guest musician on Asia’s 2001 “Aura” album featuring Geoff Downes and John Payne. Crichton co-wrote one of the bonus tracks entitled “Come Make My Day” with the two main frontmen.

There have been a few releases over the years that I have snubbed my nose upon and the three that immediately come to mind are: 1987’s Wildest Dreams (whereas Sadler and the Crichton brothers try their best ELP’s Love Beach impersonation with a photo cover), 1994’s Steel Umbrellas – which was a mishmash of ideas not fully realized and was originally supposed to be incidental music for the television show Cobra, and unfortunately, 1997’s ‘The Pleasure & The Pain didn’t gel with me, because it seemed they were trying to emulate a AC/DC  album and it just proved not to be their kind of sound, and I suspected other hard-core Saga fans were alienated with this hard-edged kind of approach.

When I first bought my Alesis keyboard in 2005. I easily took to three Saga albums in the early aughts to work myself through factory patches to songs from House of Cards, Marathon, and Trust.

(one of my favorite tracks from 2006’s Trust album which serves as amalgamated sequel to Silent Knight’s “Don’t Be Late” and Misbehavior’s “Out of the Shadows”)

I beat the shit out of Rikki Lixxx’s ex-husband when he tried to ambush me on the balcony of my Hazeltine Hellmouth just as I was finishing up watching a Saga concert on my dvd portable player. Witnesses said I was like Wolvering flaying into the Incredible Hulk alive with portable claws snapping out of my knuckles. Come to think of it, isn’t Wolverine technically a Canadian in the comic books?

Next door amateur porn actress Rikki Lixxx didn not like it when I listened to Saga CDs. Since she was next door, she could hear it bleeding though her bedroom wall in our apartment complex of Hazeltine Hazeltine (mere blocks away from Sound & Image studios) when attempting to figure out Jim Gilmour complex synthesizer solos.

In Las Vegas, while my dad was vacationing in Tucson, I had the run of the house, I got drunk one night and listened to 2009’s “Human Condition” – the only album to feature Final Frontier lead man Rob Moratti and then after near black out conditions went and snapped it in half over my knee, because the band made absolutely no sense without lead singer,  Michael Sadler. Also, I was in creative mode putting the finishing touches on a Deposit Man comic book I was working before delivering it to a local printer and I feel it siphoning on my otherwise shiny demeanor.

My friend tells me that Michael Sadler originally left the band because Michael Sadler won the Canadian lottery and it took him four years to blow through it. I don’t know how he pulled it off seeing as how he had a house out in Chatsworth. CA. Apparently he once owned a helicopter, a yacht, and a bag of short bread biscuits.

Both an Australian friend, Matt Goodluck, who fronts a Pink Floyd cover based out of Abilene is a good friend to Michael Sadler as local bass player by the name of Kurt Barabas, Both I’ve known for decades and they have nothing to tell me good things about Sadler when working with him on projects.

With forty years behind them and 21 studio albums under their belt, their last being Sagacity in 2014, there are signs of both strength and turmoil ahead. Perhaps one of the reasons that the band is bidding their fans farewell is due to health problems amongst its’ members. Jim Gilmour (otherwise known as “Daryl” to the band) had to have extensive eye surgery, Steve Negus’ replacement, Brian Doerner suffered a heart attack sometime ago.  Fingers crossed that they still pop up from time to time with new projects. If you’re not caught up in a hurricane and find yourself in Puerto Rico on October 12, Saga will be giving their final performance at the Luis A Ferre Performing Arts Center in Santurce, San Juan, Puerto Rico.

If you’re a Trump supporter, make sure you bring plenty of paper towels.


I’ve Got….Nothing (We pause for The Rerun Jets)

30 Aug

I don’t have my mind in prepare mode right now to compose a new blog, so……

So here’s a series of repeats from the year 2005 from the long dead mothership of The Purple Pinup Guru Platform blogspot days of yore from a decade lost long ago. That ought to tide you over until then.

Life sure was simpler when Harlan Ellison, Steve Ditko. Gary Friedrich, and Marie Severin were still alive back then.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005


Two drunks walk in on a telethon and one of them says…. Posted by Hello

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Carson’s Sidekick in Hospital

US chat show legend Johnny Carson’s beloved sidekick Ed McMahon spent his 82nd birthday in a hospital over the weekend. The TV personality was admitted to hospital in Beverly Hills, California, with mild concussion after falling at his home. Insiders claim he required stitches for a lesion on his head but is otherwise fine and was kept in hospital over the weekend for tests. He is expected to be released from the hospital later this week.

E onLine reports: The former Tonight Show sidekick spent some quality time in a hospital after injuring his head in a spill at his Beverly Hills home and sustaining a mild concussion, according to his publicist.

“Ed tripped and fell in his house in Beverly Hills and gashed his head open,” says Susan DuBow. “He received several stitches and sustained a mild concussion.”

McMahon took the tumble on Friday. He wound up marking his 82nd birthday Sunday in his hospital bed surrounded by friends and family.

Hey Ed, wishing you a speedy recovery……down fifty flights of stairs you freakin’ gin martini guzzling gizzard-necked gargantuan ape with a tiny weenie. AND YO, DON’T FORGET TO TAKE THAT OVER BLOATED FRENCH POODLE IN THE PICTURE WITH YOU! And Ed, when you do finally pass on (hopefully soon) could you give a head’s up to that wife smacking ex-boss of yours?

Ed McMahon- all you do is bring pain and suffering to white trash lives. How about us Joes in suburbiaville, huh? Instead of a fuckin’ million dollars, all we get is these goddamn meal tickets that turn out nothing to be but magazine subscriptions to Good Hooterkeeping or Rolling Shrews.

Damn- your commercials scared me when I was a kid. Showing up at someone’s door and offering the parents a hefty-sized check to see if the kids were for sale or not. AND TO OFFER UP A YEAR’S SUBSCRIPTION TO FUCKING FIELD & STREAM AS TRADE? How low could you go, Ed?

The wages of sin. Oh yeah, Ed – believe me, I was on to your fucking scam from the get-go. You’re on my shit list, pal.




Ahhhh…now that’s much better. This is the makings of a great sandwich. Two slices of Denise while Shannon and I can be the meat. Posted by Hello

It gladdens my heart when I see or hear when a Hollywood couple doesn’t make it. Last week, Denise Richards did the wise thing to split from Charlie ‘blow your load in Heidi Fleiss’s black book’ Sheen and now it’s Shannon Elizabeth turn to say your ‘punk’d’ to Joseph Reitman.

Isn’t Hollywood love grand? Gals, when things get too complicated or superfluous- there’s us normal blue-collar joes out here with a shoulder for you to cry on- unless,….you know,…have to keep within your parameters of your fancy-schmancy elitism and simply have to date pockmarked faced actors and greasy jew arab shieks.

I’ve seen both actresses up close, and they’re not all that. Well actually Shannon is nice and sweet- she signed an autograph for me. But Denise…?

Here’s a e-mail I sent to my brother out in Nebraska after he was elated to learn that two-time Oscar Winning Actress Hilary Swank once lived in Lincoln at a house down the street from him:

My brother: Found out Hillary Swank lived in my wife’s house when she lived in Lincoln. 1110 Butler Ave. Hillary was born here.

Me: That’s interesting. I moved last year from the house in Sherman Oaks, Ca where the Tin Man from the Wizard of Oz died in that I have been in for the past eight years. Yeah, I heard she was from Nebraska.

I saw in the news this morning that chaplipped Charlie Sheen is divorcing Denise Richards. That’s the best news I’ve heard all week – Thing is though- I was seeing Million Dollar Baby at the Sherman Oaks Galleria and I swore I was standing in back of someone at the concession stand who looked like Denise Richards without any makeup- but I was telling myself that it couldn’t be her because this woman looks like she’s going to pop a kid out at any second. It looked like she was seeing a movie with her mom- so there wasn’t anyone who looked liked Charlie Sheen lurking besides her. I didn’t want to say anything to her. because I was all grungy looking and hadn’t shaved in days.

But now I see on the net that Denise Richards is six months pregnant. I’m sitting here telling myself holy shit- that must have been her. That ass of hers close up was magnificent, though.

See the connection?

My brother: You should have offered her some of your popcorn or Milk Duds.

Sigh. So it goes.




I should do wonders for all the new Verizon or T-Mobile ad campaigns. Catherine Zeta-Jones can bite me. Not that I would mind. Posted by Hello

Query: Why is that people simply have to use the speaker on their cellphones in public places, such as the bus or subway? Do you really want strangers to hear what you did on your date last night? Do we really need a play by-play broadcast of how you got your toes sucked or how got a mop full of Johnson’s floor wax shoved so far up your rectum just to show how much shine your henie can really handle getting buffed? Are people really dying to know your business of how many orgasms you can fake while trying to chew off a hangnail with fake vampire teeth?

I’m not.

T-mobilization constitutes an act of war on the basis of the lack of social etiquette.

Get your ear off the fucking cellphone while you’re driving you goddamn maniacs.



Monday, March 07, 2005


In case anyone is wondering.. Here is my sponsor on the back of the new Deposit Man.. Posted by Hello

John Mitchell- the guitar player for Kino is from this band, as well as doing session work for John Wetton, and has another side outfit called The Urbane. I’ve met John a few times and we’ve hung together through arrangements made through my buddy from the land of down under, Matt Goodluck (it’s no major feat: you just crash the hotel room of your favorite cult status band who can’t afford a pot to piss in, who’ve somehow managed to get into this country by bribing their way with work visas that probably cost a bundle of ‘payola’ under the table and start singing the band’s repertoire in an unusual off-key manner- rock bands are usually harmless they know when you’re equally as young, stupid, and drunk as they are. They’ll take you under their wing and kick or nurture you around some- ’cause you know, they can’t really afford anyone to beat the shit out of you for making an ass of yourself). John was like, just a wet-nosed kid when I last saw him- it’s all so startling to see him reach this pinnacle of professional playing and holding his own musically for the past eight years or so. At times, he is simply phenomenal. Citing his influences, from David Gilmour to the Edge- I would say he’s at the point where he can probably blow both of those snaggle-tooth dinosaurs away.

This is incredible stuff- even though by today’s cultural standards- it would sound passe’ if it had managed to get airplay on radio stations today.

Anyway, I was merely fucking around some more with the Hello and Picasa software that I installed today in my work computer, So from now on, if I show you pretty pictures, you’ll know in the text what the fuck I’m talking about.

I’ve had a good relationship with Arena for quite some time. I’ve received a great number of comp copies of all the Verglas products due to my friendship with their one-time package designer, Matt Goodluck, who went on to help found the Insideout Music label which is now a haven for most progressive rock acts. When Matt left, keyboard player, Clive Nolan continued to send me stuff once in a while. So putting up an ad for them is reciprocal in some aspects (both are paid homage with a cameo appearance in my new book). I don’t like this album as much as do their earlier efforts, The Visitor or Contagion– but it’s certainly a step above Immortal? And just where did they get the title Pepper’s Ghost anyway? Some told me on a message board that there is a similar concept read by Alan Moore on one of his spoken word recordings. Venture to say that the game’s afoot, Dr. Nolan?



The most magnificent album I’ve heard so far this year…. Posted by Hello

Of course, if anyone has any objections- please free to let me know. Radiohead and U2 will soon have plenty to fear…

But I doubt it.

Remember, the BEATLES once lead the British invasion..

These guys from Sweden.? well, let’s just say they just ran off with the cannons.

ABBA, who?




I may have to suspend regular posting to this blog once again, now that my supervisors have informed me that we may have to resume our regimental 12 hour ‘prison sentence’ days again.

I’m not really happy about this. All this grueling OT is going to put aside projects that I want completed before the inevitable second wave was going to hit.

I knew that it was coming, but not this soon. I’ve barely had little more than a week to get the new Deposit Man book affairs in order and I was hoping for a weekend to wind down, maybe find some skanky stripper chick to go on a night on the town with, catch up to all the tv shows I missed(BTW, for the first time since its’ debut, I missed taping an episode of Smallville ’cause my VCR Timer fucked up while I was at Oliver’s house fixing up the last of the glitches on the new book), write some NEW material (getting time to finish that fucking BATMAN plot still eludes me), and see a few flicks (it’s HORROR movie season again with The JACKET and the RING 2 both opening a week apart.). Like that old drill sarge that used to abuse you inside your head used to say: TOUGH SHIT OUT OF LUCK private. Such is the dream of freedom when clouded by mental incarceration. It’s sort of like living the life of No 6 from the old sixties cult hit, The Prisoner. The illusion of getting back to some level of manageable normalcy was within my grasp.

With that being said, now that I’m metamorphosing back to a constrained butterfly- I’ll probably rethink another sting like a bumblebee tragedy in what I’m going to do with all these hundred-dollar bills exploding out of my ass besides putting it all on credit cards (I paid off and canceled a Capitol One card because they weren’t giving me increases- so I said fuck ’em. A card isn’t go to me, if it doesn’t have a couple of thou to play with) and eating out pussy- For one: I need to advertise the DEPOSIT MAN in some comic book trade publications. Since Diamond has given me a round of bad luck in NOT distributing the book – it’s time for the world to know that CARY COATNEY still exists in some capacity or another. So I think setting up a shopping cart over the internet is going to be the way to go. But I wonder if I can set it up through this blog? I’m sure Alan will have the answers. Second: I want to get back to playing keyboards on a regular basis. All my synths have been either sold or shot to shit through the discourse of mighty rivers and earthquakes- so I’ve haven’t been able to touch a new unit (hey, easy now!) in years. So one step in getting back to the grind is to subscribe to Keyboard Magazine, so I could bone up with what’s going on in the market. Through my employee intranet- there’s a section where I can order away to my heart’s desire of all the TimeWarner magazine products. So I figure I need to PUT something in my mailbox besides the endless deluge of credit card offers and child porn. I’m contemplating adding Entertainment Weekly, Rolling Stone, and Hollywood Reporter (although that carries a hefty $200 price tag in itself).

At least there’s always good shit to look forward to blow my OT wad on. This little fun prog platter takes priority:

the new supergroup: Trewavas, Maitland, Mitchell, and Beck go to the movies in Germany. Posted by Hello

Kino is John Mitchell (Arena) guitar and vocals, Pete Trewavas (Marillion & Transatlantic)on bass and vocals, Chris Maitland (ex-Porcupine Tree) drums and John Beck (It Bites) on keyboards and vocals.

It’s the CHIC thing in prog: THE Supergroup. Something to take our minds off of the split up of Transatlantic, which was the last supergroup to exist just when ex-Spock’s Beard vocalist leader, Neal Morse went off his noodle and decided an intoxication of too much Jesus Juice and wafers was the only path for him to take This left poor Pete Trewavas with too much spare time on his hands. So he’s got to do something right? A Supergroup to take the place of another supergroup seemed the logical choice- so we now have Kino, which is what they call Cinemas out in Germany. Who knows on how they decided on this moniker, perhaps because the record company, Inside Out has some nudge-nudge influence?

Anyway, it’s fun stuff, very intricate and percussive playing – the fourth track, Swimming in Woman, is the best track about getting too much trim that any single guy could ever hum along with.

SPARKY SANTOS will be making some contributions in the weeks ahead. He’ll have a word or two about some T.H.U.N.D.E.R Agents shenanigans and hopefully will be posting some new Deposit Man goodies.






20 Aug

It’s cartoon funtime once again at Casa de la Coatney in the primitive wild coyote calling hills of Sherman Oaks. AND you’re all invited, provided your drones are smart enough to locate me. Because I’m a wild man in those hills, and a wild man needs his cartoons to survive. attacj1-625x352

Thanks to Netflix and their constant pandering to get me to tune in to some anime, I now regularly stream some choice anime, although I don’t consider myself a novice. I’m rather choosy with what I select, and I do somewhat consult with a co-worker of mine of what he recommends what is good or what is not so good to follow on Netflix. I also purchased for the first time, an anime series on blu ray for the first time, thanks to my exposure to it on Netflix and that series is no other than Attack on Titan. But more on that later.

I try to compartmentalize my shows on dvds. blu-rays, and streaming by sub-genre. Usually I start with the adult oriented comedies, then some retro. New or newish super hero shows, streaming adventure shows and anime, and whatever is left on blu ray.

So here’s what I’ve been cartoon a la carte-ing the past few summer months.

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American Dad – TBS first run episodes ARE finally up on Hulu!! I have not seen episodes of this show since it’s exodus from Fox Broadcast in 2014 to the greener pristine wash your mouth out with profanity fields of cable television. For some inexplicable reason, Hulu finally has available the last four seasons for me to catch up on. Since I don’t have cable, it’s either this streaming platform or MOD (Manufacture on Demand) discs to order off of Amazon that I can enjoy which is easily more slap down funnier than Family Guy any day of the week. The gang’s all here More penis jokes, more making fun of Francine’s Genitals, and more of Roger’s crazy gay alien alluded shenanigans than one can handle and I couldn’t be happier.

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Disenchantment Netflix is just days away from dropping on the service. So far, word is not so favorable on Matt Groening’s newest series since Futurama. We live in a Game of Thrones day and age. It wasn’t going to be too long until someone came along to capitalize on George R.R. Martin’s coattails with an animated series with similar somewhat themes. Futurama voice star-studded stalwarts, Billy West, Maurice LaMarche, Tress MacNeille, and John DiMaggio all have supporting roles in the upcoming in the 10 episodes of the inaugural season. Personally, I’ve seen the first episode and everything seem jake to me. David X. Cohen, a producer who was heavily involved with Futurama is working with Groening on this one, so I have every confidence that this one will be catapulting out of the Magic Castle park as a bona fide hit as well.

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Beavis & Butthead – the only cartoon I have come to appreciate with age. I’ve been milking the entire series collection (including the revamped 2005 series and the feature-length film, Beavis & Butthead Do America) for the past two years and getting a lot of mileage of it apparently. I only limit myself to a single cartoon helping a week.

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Rick & Morty – you haven’t really experienced life until you’ve experienced Pickle Rick. On the blu -ray of the newly released third season, Marilyn Manson & Courtney Love, Peter Dinkage & the creators of HBO’s Game of Thrones, David Benioff & D.B. Weiss all provide commentaries – which are just as much as a riot to watch along with. I had to double check. Initially I thought it was a joke, that the actors and creators Dan Harmon & Justin Roiland were going to do impersonations of those people – BUT it’s really them!  I’ve been a little late to the game. Wasn’t a big fan of the show at first, it wasn’t until I was watching midway through the second season, that I started pick up references to obscure sci-fi novels and I was realizing that these guys really vet and research their material. So now, under a different light, I look upon each episode as if Douglas Adams were pitching to Adult Swim an animated series version of as if The Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy had anal fucked Charlie and The Chocolate Factory and that awkward mating ritual somehow had resulted in this type of love child.

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Mike Tyson Mysteries – another crude Adult Swim alumni that I like to have fun with. I mean, who doesn’t find a masturbating porn perusing pigeon instantly adorable? Those who cower in actual fear of Tyson’s scary towering physique or misjudge his intellect, would probably be pleasantly surprised at Tyson’s twisted sense of humor. At least I know I am, because practically each 11 minute short episode is chockfull of crippling abdominal laughter.  I honestly didn’t think there was a third season completed, because I usually used to pair this off with the cancelled Black Dynamite series, but I was glad to see my black market dealer at a recent Los Angeles comic book convention had just handed over to me a double length bootlegged copy of the entire third season. 20 episodes should last me throughout the rest of the year.

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Big Hero: The Series. I’m confused. I was under the impression, that the Big Hero 6 movie was based on an obscure Marvel Comic, but yet, in this laidback beautifully colored background series (I didn’t really need a blu ray version of this at all, since the transfer of this to dvd is visibly vibrant with brilliant colors. Sometimes Disney delivers a good product, sometimes not), there’s absolutely no unfurling of the Marvel banner. The series creation is strictly credited to the four man writing producing team of Man of Action (Duncan Rouleau, Joe Casey, Joe Kelly, & Steven T. Seagle) who also brought us Ben 10, Generator Rex, and The Secret Saturdays. As of this writing, the opening two parter episode, “Baymax Returns” has been nominated for a daytime Emmy. Some episodes take risks in stretching the maturity level in character development, and some just fall flat as the villains get more and more dumb downed.

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Shazzan (along with Space Kidettes & Young Samson) Warner Archives MOD library now has all the good mid-sixties action adventure characters available for public consumption. (There’s still Space Stars, the mid-eighties reunion show for me to add to my collection, but I’m rather skittish about using my bank debit card to buy studio made materials even though I went all out and purchased every Jonny Quest title in sight a couple of years back), so luckily my local independent record store, Amoeba Records gets them in stock once in a while. So, last January, as a personal birthday present to myself, I splurged on this entire Shazzan collection along with the double feature collection of Space Kidettes and Young Samson (along with his pet lion Goliath that shoots laser beams out of his eyes), I still have a little Hanna Barbara nostalgia to knock back on. Alex Toth was a genius and sadly DC Comics weren’t around to expand their super powered heroes back then like they are now when these series all disappeared off the Saturday morning airwaves as 1970’s were heralding in Scooby-Doo, Hong Kong Fooey, and the Funky Phantom, otherwise, they’d probably be more regarded as household names by now. I recently heard that the current DC comic book series, Future Quest is on hiatus, but there are more cross-overs with DC superheroes still in the works.  The Shazzan was more of a 60’s psychobabble hoot than Toth’s previous creation than probably Space Ghost and Mightor combined. A genie’s omnipotence definitely has its’ privileges. I can’t imagine the Koran ever falling into the hands of these Arabian super-villains that keep popping up every 11 minute episode.  You never know what to expect what this giant djinn is likely to pull out of his ass when fighting evil sorcerers and despots. Those two brats, Chuck and Nancy – will they ever get back home after finding the true owner of their rings that summons Shazzan? Does one ever lead a flying camel to water? No??

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This is probably old news to you readers, but Warner Archive Collection also has released the entire WB Animation series of Static Shock across 4 double disc MOD volumes, along with The Zeta Project, which at the time was a spin-off of Batman Beyond in two MOD volumes. Both series were developed at the turn of the 21st century and were tried out as single discs during the time both series were in production, but I guess sales weren’t that really impressive, so for the longest time they were discontinued. Static Shock’s source material is based on the experimental urban centric DC/Milestone Media comic book, Static. In his own book, Static never mingled with any of the other DC Comics heroes such as Batman or Superman, but with his own animated series, he was integrated into the DC Animation Universe even hosting guest star Batman in three episodes, one of them even featuring Batman Beyond. Superman, Green Lantern, and the Justice League also chilled with Static aka Virgil Hawkins throughout his four season run.  The series garnered plenty of praise and platitudes from the industry, even earning a Humanitas Prize in the Children’s Animation category picked up by one of the late co-creator Dwayne McDuffie and producer Alan Burnett, plus a Daytime Emmy Nomination. Static Shock also featured a large African-American voice cast led by Phil LaMarr (who also did double voice duty as Static & Green Lantern in a few episodes) and had a good portion of prominent guest stars such as Alfie Woodward & Michael Jai White lending their voice talents.

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The Zeta Project, (Warner Archive) could be described as a animated version of the classic sixties television series, The Fugitive – except that the constant metamorphic weaponized android known simply as Infiltrating Unit Zeta is the one being constantly pursued by a cabal of government agents for reasons that he doesn’t want to do his job, which is to assassinate everything in sight. He is joined by a street tough 15-year-old runaway, Ro. Like I previously mentioned, The Zeta Project was spun off from a guest starring introduction episode in Batman Beyond. That episode had an entire completely different design of Zeta, that even when the time came for Batman to guest star in the Zeta’s first season episode “Shadows”, he’s entirely unrecognizable. The Zeta Project did not attract the same numbers as Batman Beyond’s audience and was immediately mercifully decommissioned after two low rated seasons.

After a viewing of the latest DC Universe Original Animated Movie, The Death of Superman, I noticed that one of the blu-ray’s special features included two long-lost episodes of 2006’s Legion of Super-Heroes 2nd season that used to feature Superboy in it. I was wondering why Warner Archive hasn’t released this to MOD yet. The first season was a little lackluster, but the second season upped its game with better character designs and a darker atmosphere, especially with the sinister sub-plot of Brainiac 5 succumbing to the traits of his evil future self to become one of Superman’s most formable foes.

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Justice League Action is a sort watered down safe for all ages Justice League Unlimited sequel that pays more homage to its rich 1960’s Silver Age’s heritage. The episodes are half the length of both its predecessors, Justice League and Justice League Unlimited. I initially thought that it was going to be as stupid as Teen Titans Go! with its’ usual infantile fart joke demeanor, but I ended up liking some of these episodes, mainly because you have long time seasoned vet Batman: The Animated Series writer/producer Paul Dini involved with writing a good chunk of these 11 minute one offs. Justice League Action also brings in long-lost obscure Silver Age characters such as Space Cabbie (voiced by Patton Oswalt ) let alone offering its biggest selling point: Kevin Conroy and Mark Hamill facing off again as Batman and The Joker (Hamill also as a special bonus, provides the voices for The Trickster and Swamp Thing as well for this series). Also Gilbert Gottifried reprises his role of Mr. Mxyzptlk from Superman: The Animated Series.  And don’t get me started about James Wood as Lex Luthor…

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Avengers Assemble: Secret Wars. It’s frustrating that Disney does not release season sets on dvd or blu ray of any of their Marvel Universe based shows. I refuse to go to iTunes just to order an episode at the piecemeal price of $1.99 – so unfortunately I have to rely on bootleg collector copies that I find at local comic book shows for $10. They all used to be on Netflix, but once Disney announced their plans for a streaming service, mostly all Marvel content including the Disney XD cable broadcast shows of Avengers, Guardians of the Galaxy, & Spider-Man with the exceptions of shows still contracted with Hulu and Netflix that are currently in production, every Marvel cartoon got purged. Hopefully, with the addition of the DC Universe announced streaming service original animated series (Harlequin and Young Justice), and perhaps following suit with their XD shows being available that same week of being shown on cable. One Marvel show I heard being made specifically for the yet to be announced Disney streaming service is based on Moon Girl and Devil Dinosaur.

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Now we come to my Netflix streaming block, starting off with the remarkable star-studded fantasy series, Trollhunters: Tales of Arcadia. I’ve been watching an episode faithfully each week for close to a year now, and I swear, with each episode it gets more cleverer and cleverer. Netflix e-mail notifications kept badgering me about this series and it looked too below my age range to give it any serious consideration. So when I dismayed that I had no Marvel cartoons to watch, I sampled the first episode and ‘wow’, I said to myself, ‘what the hell have I been missing?’ The animation, the CGI, the clear writing weaving intricate involving plots, and ‘based on the book series’ by Oscar-winning director Guillermo Del Toro and Daniel Kraus and once it ends, it regenerates into a new series with new characters called 3Below slated to debut by the end of the year with another follow-up to debut after that in 2019 entitled Wizards. The amazing voice work entails of the last role of young Russian actor, Anton Yelchin before his tragically ended. Yelchin recorded most of the series, but was replaced in the final season by Emile Hirsch. Other noted thespian supporting voice work in supporting roles are provided by Kelsey Grammar, Tom Hiddleston, Clancy Brown, Mark Hamill, Tatiana Maslany, and Angelica Houston.

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The Hollow, sadly however is a polished turd. It started out great and brought back memories of The Secret Saturdays with its clever design of different creatures and backdrops – but it all started to go downhill during the middle of the episodes when a group of bad teenage protagonists admits to the good teenage trio group of Adam, Kai, and Mira that the world that they’re trapped in and are trying to escape is a virtual reality game, and sure enough, by the time you reach the tenth and final episode – they DO wake up as live action teenagers PLAYING a video game. Wow, I DID NOT SEE THAT  COMING. The one good redeeming quality that this show has is that lead actor Adrian Petriw (The voice of Tony Stark/Iron Man from the short-lived Iron Man: Armored Adventures a decade or so back) as the voice of Adam is still getting voice work out in Canada

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Voltron: Legendary Defender Season 6 & 7 (Netflix) soon to be joined, of which I think I’ve already said enough about in previous blogs is now on its next to last season seven, which just freshly debuted as of this writing. More upcoming Netflix series I’m interested in are Dragon Prince, the new CGI centric series by head writers Aaron Ehasz and Justin Richmond, who collaborated on countless episodes of The Last Airbender and Legend of Korra which is slated to premiere next month on September 14 & the 2nd season of Kulipari: An Army of Frogs in October.

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Like I stated in my opening paragraph, I’m devoting some time to follow some choice anime. Netflix has been recommending to me the cool ones like the classic Fullmetal Alchemist, which ran for two years in the mid- aughts and produced 51 episodes, plus a spin-off series that I have no time to research here. When I get to that point, I’ll let you all know.

Image result for ajin demi humanJust for the record; my surrounding neighbors at the Casa de la Coatney give me oddball looks when they pass by and hear rapid fire Japanese dialogue pelting their ear drums caused by my stereo speakers.

Just so you know.

But not to be deterred, Netflix does cut deals with anime studios to produce their original anime contents. Two are absolutely outstanding:  Ajin Demi-Human, which is probably the next best apocalyptic violent supernatural based anime I ever seen since Katsuhiro Otomo’s Akira (and don’t ever fuck that up with a live action movie like Hollywood did with Ghost in the Shell) and B: The Beginning (Netflix), a murder mystery adventure equipped with super beings that returning for its second season in late October along with the second season of Castlevania written by popular comic book scribe Warren Ellis.

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I recently finished the 2nd season of Thunderbirds Are Go! on Amazon Prime via my comic book convention cartoon show bootlegger. Waiting for him to come through with the third.

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My blu ray combo on the 2nd season Attack on Titan and the fourth final season of  Star Wars Rebels (blu ray) usually winds up the end of a long broadcasting night – UNLESS there’s a DC Universe Original Animated movie to contend with, then I’ll usually go into the wee hours of Sunday morning. Attack on Titan is essentially an anime series that’s more than capable of giving me nightmares with a whole wide assortment of beastly hideous design work of those automaton giants. I see they’ve introduced a towering beasty enormous one who can actually talk. Star Wars Rebels’ parting is sweet sorrow, I didn’t like it as much as I did Star Wars: Clone Wars, which is smiliar in CGI style (and which is slated to make a comeback as a incentive to ensnare subscribers to the Disney streaming service), but it was certainly always a warm looking welcome on my HD-TV. And who doesn’t love Chopper?

I’ll be busy enough hopefully to contribute a new YES LOG entry since word dropped that Jon Anderson, Trevor Rabin and Rick Wakeman are on the verge of releasing a new concert blu ray. Perphaps I’ll get to drafting that right away – OR maybe a tribute band to Canadian rockers SAGA, or maybe…. I dunno, I make it up as I go along.

See ya next time.

The Not So Spring In Your Step Slappy Face Super Hero Show Soiree

31 Jul


May Sweeps Ratings at the end of July? Surprising, if this wasn’t such a fucking wreck of a Geico Insurance commercial parody.

I don’t know what happened, but my main source of collating data – TV by the Numbers zap2it totally glossed over two weeks of very important Live + 3 and Live + 7 of both broadcasting and cable shows. I’m going to have to seek out better sites that are more accurate and more punctual in posting up the numbers.

I mean how the fuck is this race to the finish is supposed to turn out IF I don’t have the proper research tools??

I also blame the passing of Harlan Ellison that drained away my juicebox electroshock adreneline rush in posting this a couple of weeks ago. I had to go back and reminiscene something proper to honor his memory. I’m doing all this outlining from a café in San Diego that was kind enough to provide me with Wi-Fi so I’m able to crunch these numbers when I should be out there on the convention floor.

Congrats go in order for the cast and crew of Lucifer, who’s last minute reprieve has invigorated new life and new interest in a comic book based show that had the most IMPRESSIVE overnight ratings was declared D.O.A. by Fox just before the Upfronts were about to commence. The fan backlash was so overwhelming that Netflix stepped in and rescued it from the purgatory of canceled show obscurity. Now if my predictions come to fruition, we’ll probably be seeing more fleshed out episodes with a longer length that are not restricted to formulaic conformity, and no answering to those pesky gnat broadcast standards and practices.

So, if you’re about to fall asleep during my May Sweep analysis- the female cast of Lucifer will help perk you up.


The 2018 May Sweeps officially took place between April 26th through May 23rd of 2018

Data from the weeks of April 30 – May 6 & May 14 – 20 in the categories of Live + 3 & Live + 7 are currently MIA.

Yep, it sucks to be me.

To hopefully compensate, at least in Fear The Walking Dead’s favor – I’ve included the basic 25 cable weekly rankings. Unfortunately, the broadcast comic book based shows no longer crack the top 25.

Not the biggest 18-49 gain, adding 0.9 to its initial rating. “Fear the Walking Dead” added the most viewers (1.5 million) this season.

Here are the top cable shows in the Live +7 rankings for April 23-29, 2018. Rankings include original programs only, not repeats.

Adults 18-49 – total gain

3. FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC L +SD 1.0  L +7  1.6  7- Day Increase 0.6  7- Day % Increase 60%

31. KRYPTON SYFY L +SD 0.2  L +7  0.5  7- Day Increase  0.3  7- Day % Increase 150%

Adults 18-49 – percentage gain

6. KRYPTON SYFY L +SD  0.2  L +7  0.5   7- Day Increase  0.3 7- Day % Increase  150%

24. LEGION FX  L +SD 0.2  L +7 0.4  7- Day Increase  0.2  7- Day % Increase  100%

Viewers – total gain

1 FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC L +SD (000s)  2713  L +7 (000s) 4212 7-Day Increase 1499 7-Day % Increase 55%

9 KRYPTON SYFY L +SD (000s)  598   L +7 (000s) 1676  7-Day Increase 1078  7-Day % Increase 180%

Viewers – percentage gain

2 KRYPTON SYFY   L +SD (000s) 598   L +7 (000s) 1676  7-Day Increase 1078  7-Day % Increase 180%

“Fear the Walking Dead” (+1.47 million viewers) posted the biggest gain of the week.

Here are the top cable shows in the Live +7 rankings for May 7-13, 2018. Rankings include original programs only, not repeats.

Adults 18-49 – total gain

2 FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC  L +SD  0.9  L +7  1.5  7- Day Increase 0.6   7- Day % Increase 67%

23. KRYPTON SYFY L +SD  0.2   L +7 0.5   7- Day Increase  0.3   7- Day % Increase 150%

25. LEGION FX  L +SD 0.1  L +7 0.4   7- Day Increase  0.3   7- Day % Increase 300%

Adults 18-49 – percentage gain

2. LEGION FX L +SD 0.1  L +7  0.4  7- Day Increase 0.3   7- Day % Increase 300%

9. KRYPTON SYFY L +SD 0.2  L +7 0.5   7- Day Increase 0.3   7- Day % Increase 150%

Viewers – total gain

1 FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC   L +SD (000s) 2468 L +7 (000s) 3939  7-Day Increase 1471  7-Day % Increase 60%

10 KRYPTON SYFY  L +SD (000s)  529 L +7 (000s) 1523  7-Day Increase 994  7-Day % Increase 188%

Viewers – percentage gain

1 KRYPTON SYFY L +SD (000s) 529   L +7 (000s) 1523  7-Day Increase 994  7-Day % Increase 188%

12 LEGION FX L +SD (000s) 354  L +7 (000s) 746 7-Day Increase 392  7-Day % Increase 111%

The season finale of “Krypton” on Syfy didn’t draw a lot of eyeballs to its initial airing — it earned just a 0.1 rating in adults 18-49 and 558,000 viewers.

It gained quite a bit, however, with a week of delayed viewing. “Krypton” pulled off the rare feat of quintupling its 18-49 rating, rising to 0.5 after seven days of catchup. It also more than doubled its total audience, to 1.47 million.

Here are the top cable shows in the Live +7 rankings for May 21-27, 2018. Rankings include original programs only, not repeats.

Adults 18-49 – total gain

12. KRYPTON – F SYFY  L +SD 0.1  L +7 0.5   7- Day Increase 0.4   7- Day % Increase 400%

Adults 18-49 – percentage gain

1 KRYPTON – F SYFY  L +SD 0.1   L +7 0.5   7- Day Increase 0.4   7- Day % Increase 400%

20. LEGION FX L +SD  0.2   L +7 0.4   7- Day Increase 0.2   7- Day % Increase 100%

Viewers – total gain

Viewers – percentage gain

1 KRYPTON – Season Finale SYFY L +SD (000s) 558 L +7 (000s) 1468 7-Day Increase  910  7-Day % Increase 163%

15 LEGION FX L +SD (000s) 409  L +7 (000s) 797  7-Day Increase 388 7-Day % Increase  95%


WINNER WINNER SWANSON’s TV CHICKEN DINNER to best performing cable show based on a comic book property goes to…. the new more powerful than a streaming engine locomotive… KRYPTON!!   Accepting this award will be Brainiac.



Fourteen shows grew by at least 100% in the 18-49 demo after seven days of playback. “Agents of SHIELD” (0.4 to 1.0) and “iZombie” (0.2 to 0.5) had the biggest percentage bumps, growing by 150 percent each.

Here are the broadcast Live +7 rankings for April 23-29, 2018. They include only first-run series and specials, not repeats.

Adults 18-49 – Total gain

10. THE FLASH CW L +SD 0.6 L +7 1.3   7-Day Increase 0.7   7-Day % Increase 117%

21. AGENTS OF SHIELD ABC  L +SD 0.4  L +7  1.0   7-Day Increase 0.6   7-Day % Increase 150%

Adults 18-49 – Percentage gain

1 AGENTS OF SHIELD ABC  L +SD 0.4   L +7 1.0   7-Day Increase 0.6   7-Day % Increase 150%

2. IZOMBIE CW  L +SD 0.2  L +7  0.5   7-Day Increase 0.3   7-Day % Increase 150%

4 THE FLASH CW L +SD  0.6   L +7 1.3   7-Day Increase 0.7   7-Day % Increase 117%

11. SUPERGIRL CW  L +SD 0.4  L +7  0.8   7-Day Increase 0.4   7-Day % Increase 100%

12. RIVERDALE CW  L +SD 0.4   L +7 0.8   7-Day Increase 0.4   7-Day % Increase 100%

13. ARROW CW L +SD 0.3   L +7 0.6   7-Day Increase 0.3   7-Day % Increase 100%

Viewers – Total gain



Viewers – Percentage gain

2 ARROW CW L +SD(000s) 867 L +7 (000s) 1741 7-Day Increase 874 7-Day % Increase 101%

3 AGENTS OF SHIELD ABC    L +SD(000s) 1682   L +7 (000s) 3170   7-Day Increase 1488 7-Day % Increase 88%

4 THE FLASH CW    L +SD(000s) 1899   L +7 (000s)  3507   7-Day Increase 1608  7-Day % Increase 85%

5 IZOMBIE CW    L +SD(000s) 681  L +7 (000s)  1248   7-Day Increase 567   7-Day % Increase 83%

7 SUPERGIRL CW    L +SD(000s) 1384   L +7 (000s) 2468   7-Day Increase 1084   7-Day % Increase 78%

11 RIVERDALE CW    L +SD(000s) 1166  L +7 (000s)  1973   7-Day Increase 807  7-Day % Increase  69%

23.LUCIFER FOX    L +SD(000s) 2818   L +7 (000s) 4369   7-Day Increase 1551   7-Day % Increase 55%



Here are the broadcast Live +7 rankings for May 7-13, 2018. They include only first-run series and specials, not repeats.

Adults 18-49 – Total gain

25. THE FLASH CW L +SD 0.7   L +7 1.3   7-Day Increase 0.6   7-Day % Increase 86%

26. AGENTS OF SHIELD  ABC  L +SD 0.5   L +7  1.1   7-Day Increase 0.6   7-Day % Increase 120%

Adults 18-49 – Percentage gain

3. ARROW CW  L +SD 0.3   L +7 0.7   7-Day Increase 0.4   7-Day % Increase 133%

4 AGENTS OF SHIELD ABC  L +SD 0.5   L +7 1.1   7-Day Increase 0.6   7-Day % Increase 120%

14 THE FLASH CW  L +SD 0.7   L +7 1.3   7-Day Increase 0.6   7-Day % Increase 86%

25. RIVERDALE CW  L +SD 0.4   L +7  0.7   7-Day Increase 0.3   7-Day % Increase 75%

Viewers – Total gain

Viewers – Percentage gain

3 RIVERDALE CW    L +SD(000s) 1001   L +7 (000s) 1901   7-Day Increase 900   7-Day % Increase 90%

4 THE FLASH CW    L +SD(000s) 1741   L +7 (000s) 3261   7-Day Increase 1520   7-Day % Increase 87%

7 ARROW CW    L +SD(000s) 1057   L +7 (000s) 1911   7-Day Increase 854   7-Day % Increase 81%

8 AGENTS OF SHIELD ABC    L +SD(000s) 1940   L +7 (000s) 3434   7-Day Increase 1494   7-Day % Increase 77%

13 IZOMBIE CW    L +SD(000s) 778   L +7 (000s) 1288   7-Day Increase 510   7-Day % Increase 66%

22. SUPERGIRL CW    L +SD(000s) 1595   L +7 (000s) 2545   7-Day Increase 950   7-Day % Increase 60%

25 GOTHAM FOX    L +SD(000s) 2212   L +7 (000s) 3479   7-Day Increase 1267   7-Day % Increase 57%




Here are the broadcast Live +7 rankings for May 21-27, 2018. They include only first-run series and specials, not repeats.

Two CW shows, “iZombie” and “The 100,” had the biggest percentage gains of the week.

Adults 18-49 – Total gain

8. THE FLASH – F CW  L +SD 0.8   L +7 1.5   7-Day Increase 0.7   7-Day % Increase 88%

14. SUPERGIRL CW  L +SD 0.4   L +7 0.8   7-Day Increase 0.4   7-Day % Increase 100%

21. IZOMBIE CW L +SD  0.2  L +7  0.5  7-Day Increase 0.3   7-Day % Increase 150%

Adults 18-49 – Percentage gain

1 IZOMBIE CW  L +SD 0.2  L +7  0.5  7-Day Increase  0.3   7-Day % Increase 150%

5. SUPERGIRL CW L +SD  0.4   L +7 0.8   7-Day Increase 0.4   7-Day % Increase 100%

9 THE FLASH – F CW  L +SD 0.8   L +7 1.5  7-Day Increase 0.7   7-Day % Increase 88%

Viewers – Total gain

14 THE FLASH – F CW    L +SD(000s) 2160   L +7 (000s) 3731   7-Day Increase 1571   7-Day % Increase 73%

23 SUPERGIRL CW    L +SD(000s) 1504   L +7 (000s) 2438  7-Day Increase  934   7-Day % Increase 62%

Viewers – Percentage gain

2 IZOMBIE CW    L +SD(000s) 648   L +7 (000s) 1188   7-Day Increase 540   7-Day % Increase 83%

5 THE FLASH – F CW    L +SD(000s) 2160  L +7 (000s) 3731  7-Day Increase  1571   7-Day % Increase 73%

7 SUPERGIRL CW   L +SD(000s) 1504   L +7 (000s) 2438   7-Day Increase 934  7-Day % Increase  62%



Top 25 broadcast shows (including ties) in Live +3 adults 18-49 for May 7-13, 2018


Top 25 broadcast shows in Live +3 viewers for May 7-13, 2018

The MTV show moved into the top 5 among adults 18-49 with a 1.8 rating after three days of delayed viewing. That’s up from 1.0 the night it aired. It also added 1.2 million viewers to improve to 2.96 million, second-best on cable outside of sports and news. “Fear the Walking Dead” (3.62 million, +1.15 million from live + same-day) was the only entertainment show with a bigger total audience.

Top 25 cable shows (including ties) in Live +3 adults 18-49 for May 7-13, 2018

6 FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC L +3 18- 49 rating 1.4  Gain vs. Live +SD 0.5  % gain vs. Live +SD  56%

Top 25 cable shows in Live +3 viewers for May 7-13, 2018

5 FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC L +3 viewers (000s) 3,620  Gain vs. Live +SD (000s)1,152   % gain vs. Live +SD 47%

Top 25 broadcast shows (including ties) in Live +3 adults 18-49 for April 23-29, 2018

Top 25 broadcast shows in Live +3 viewers for April 23-29, 2018

“Fear the Walking Dead,” went up from a 1.0 to a 1.5.

Top 25 cable shows (including ties) in Live +3 adults 18-49 for April 23-29, 2018

7 FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC   L +3 18- 49 rating 1.5  Gain vs. Live +SD 0.5  % gain vs. Live +SD 50%

Top 25 cable shows in Live +3 viewers for April 23-29, 2018

5 FEAR THE WALKING DEAD AMC   L +3 viewers (000s)3,895   Gain vs. Live +SD (000s)1,182   % gain vs. Live +SD 44%


Below are the Live +7 18-49 total-viewer rankings for the 2017-18 TV season. The numbers below reflect only original airings of shows and do not include episodes coded as specials. The rankings also exclude episodes that aired outside the regular season (Sept. 25, 2017-May 23, 2018), irregularly scheduled programs and summer 2017 shows that aired episodes in season.

74 The Gifted FOX 5,919 2,554

87 Lucifer FOX 4,964 1,668

102 Inhumans ABC 4,136 1,578

104 Gotham FOX 4,090 1,556

107 The Flash CW 3,941 1,726

110 Agents of SHIELD ABC 3,702 1,625

124 Supergirl CW 2,992 1,133

127 Black Lightning CW 2,855 1,122

133 Legends of Tomorrow CW 2,473 968

134 Riverdale CW 2,451 1,080

137 Arrow CW 2,147 932

143 iZombie CW 1,323 567

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Buoyed by the Netflix debut of Season 2, “Marvel’s Luke Cage” shot up to No. 5. The action series, which last week was ranked No. 16, had 6% more demand expressions

In its’ debut week, Luke Cage Season 2 (June 24 – June 30) shot straight to the top spot with 30, 976, 416 total viewers out of all original digital content then slipped two places to 3rd place the following week (July 1 – July 8) with 28, 174, 767 viewers. The third week July 9 – July 15), slipped to 5th place with 20, 563, 153 viewers, and finally in its’ fourth week, slipped one notch to 6th averaging out to 19, 329, 189 viewers, which was close to it’s debut night of June 22.

In the week leading up to Independence Day on July 4, we see that Marvel’s Luke Cage has made a sizeable gain in demand compared to last week – the action series was ranked #5 last week and increased +63% following its release on June 22. Luke Cage’s companion Marvel’s Daredevil also made an appearance in the digital originals chart this week; it was previously ranked #13.

Information provided by Parrot Analytics. This is the method I usually mold towards my viewing habits for all Marvel shows that drop with thirteen episodes. The third week of watching I increase the number of episodes from 3 to 4, so I can balance out the following week.

Summer based comic book shows are in full swing, some with early announcements of renewal. News from San Diego Comic Con International erupted with the news that Iron Fist season 2 will in fact debut on Netflix this September 7th with Typhoid Mary as the featured main baddie and the stunning debut of….. the green track suit and yellow bandana mask.

ABC/Freeform Marvel’s Cloak & Dagger has also been renewed despite plunging viewership since its’ debut. Wynonna Earp who started her third season this week has already got the go ahead for a fourth season on Syfy. No news on a 4th season for AMC’s Preacher OR a 3rd season for Cinemax’s Outcast that’s based on a Robert Kirkman penned Image Comic.

There’s a whole plethora of comic based properties invading the streaming airwaves including DC just launching its’ own $75.00 a year service just to fucking contain it all.

I’m keeping track of it- until my damn dying breath. See ya next time.