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Smokin’ Hot Space Dykes from Planet Twat

I can already smell the burning torches and the rallied mobs. That’s the title of the post and I suppose I’ll be sticking with it. I know its pretty offensive, so I’m gonna ask you to cut me a little slack. Female friends of mine and feminists I’m looking in your direction. C’mon, its not like I’m drawing Nazis or nothing-oh, wait… scratch that.

These two lovely ladies are part of a character design project I’ve decided to take on for an upcoming comic strip. Un PC and misogynistic as it undoubtedly is, I’m pretty sure that’s also going to be the title of said strip, “Smokin’ Hot Space Dykes from Planet Twat”. Entertainingly presented in all its amateurishly drawn flare, I can promise you that it’ll be funny in an offbeat and tasteless sort of way.

The story line is as campy and Ed Wood-a-fied as humanly possible; two smokin’ straight girls (at least I think they’re smokin’) are lost in space, forced to depend exclusively on each other. Because of the circumstantial co-depencecy they’ve developed a slightly homosexual relationship over time. I’d say that this premise is absolute Pulp gold, Fredric Brown eat your heart out. I plan on making this strip more dialogue oriented than anything, but I won’t skimp on the occasional zapping of aliens and other ne’er do wells. Oh, and don’t think they’re dressed to the nines in dominatrix gear for nothing, no sir, that stuff all has its purpose. You’ll find out soon enough.

Space Dykes

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Flyer it up!

Here’s a recent flyer series I did for Factor VIII; look closely and you might see Dee Dee Ramone somewhere.
I think I may be silk screening these at some point, I just gotta find the time to do it in. Free time has been somewhat of a rare luxury as of late, aw crud! Funny how this can really crap on your personal life… but that’s a whole other blog entry I most likely won’t get around to writing.

Grim Reaper's Day Off Factor VIII Flyer

Factor VIII Flyer

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All content and images displayed on this blog are the sole property of John Frochaux. Unauthorized use may result in legal action against the respective parties. All rights reserved 2009. So be kind, rewind.



Gooble Gobble! One of Us! One of Us!

This one’s a tribute to Zippy the Pinhead, the famed Ramones Mascot.
Ok,
-J.
Zippy The Pinhead

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All content and images displayed on this blog are the sole property of John Frochaux. Unauthorized use may result in legal action against the respective parties. All rights reserved 2009. So be kind, rewind.



Ramones, Murder, and Youtube.

During my daily news-read, I came across this very disturbing article about Linda Stein’s (Ramones’ manager at one point) murder, something I hadn’t the slightest knowledge of.
Linda Stein worked with the Ramones for many years before going into real estate, and was responsible for booking the band’s infamous appearance in London’s Roundhouse in 1976, which turned out to be one of the most pivotal moments in the band’s career, if not the most; an event that defined the future of punk rock. I
won’t go into a long-winded diatribe about the origins of punk rock, but I will say this: The Ramones created and defined punk rock, Malcolm Mclaren just found a way to massively cash in on it.