Thursday, July 30, 2009


It's the return of Peter Rozovsky's Noir at the Bar!

Delmar Restaurant & Lounge

(314) 725-6565

6235 Delmar Blvd
Saint Louis, MO 63130

Doors open at 8 PM on Sunday August 2nd. Reading will be me, reading from my "Uncage Me" story, followed by Malachi Stone reading from his novel "St. Agnes's Eve," followed by Jedidiah Ayres reading one of his short stories, followed by the evening's headliner, Chicago's Theresa Schwegel, reading from her new novel "Last Known Address."

If you're not familiar with Schwegel's work you should be. She writes the best cop novels since Richard Price.

Be there or be square. I will repost this the day before.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

More Heartache

Chapter three. I remember an old horror comic about a cartoonist who farmed out the writing, penciling and inking of his strip to three different guys, each unaware of the others' existence. All the "cartoonist" was capable of doing was ruling panel borders (he ends up murdering all three, they rise from the dead and slaughter him and finish his last strip in blood instead of ink). Anyway, if only being able to rule panel borders is the definition of incompetent cartooning, then I've crossed that frontier, because as you will see with these strips, I couldn't even manage that.

Nice sexy leg, though, in that last panel.

Monday, July 27, 2009

Heartache Saloon, Chapter Two

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The plot thickens, though only to the consistency of chicken broth. Rabbit-costumed Doris is modeled after a French woman I was half in love with at the time and never managed to get into the sack. As for the rabbit costume, this was 1990 and I'd never heard of furries, but clearly something in the universal unconscious was operating here.

Some sketches:

I'm an idiot.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

burn, baby, burn

From 1990. The burning bear's name is Smokes-in-Bed Bear. Sort of wish I'd finished this, sort of glad I never did.

Saturday, July 25, 2009

EdCo flyer, 1996

A lovely bit of promotional work from my brother Batfatty (that's him, holding up the head on the cover of "GRACIOUS LIVING"). These were ViewMaster reels he made from various stereoscopic expeditions. It's a shame I don't have the originals to post, they were beautiful, in the way that only a diseased thumbnail (see "Scotty Bob," above) can be.

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Heartache Saloon, Chapter One

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This is a scan of a copy of the first installment of Heartache Saloon, a comic I started (and ended) in 1990 when I was living in France. A couple of midwestern alt weeklies and music papers ran it for free (in some cases without even notifying me, having gotten it handed to them samzdat style by a third party). I cringe looking at some elements--particularly the lettering--but mostly it makes me wish I'd kept it up and learned to draw better. Dig the crayzeee perspective in that last panel!

The portrait of Poe is pretty good, though.

Uncage Me

"Uncage Me," Jen Jordan's second smutty anthology (after "Expletive Deleted") is out this week. Filthy stories from the likes of Allan Guthrie, Christa Faust, Victor Gischler, J.A. Konrath, J.D. Rhoades, Declan Burke, Brian Azzarello, Steven Torres, Stewart Macbride, Simon Kernick, Patrick Bagley, Greg Bardsley, Stephen Blackmore, Tim Maleeny, Nick Stone, Martyn Waites, Talia Berliner, Maxim Jakubowski, Gregg Hurwitz, Blake Crouch, Bryon Quertermous, Pearce Hansen and yours truly.

A randier, more perverted group would be hard to assemble. Buy it and read it one-handed!

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

Birthday Suit

This is the most explicit of a set of stereo views I got a few years ago on eBay. Sadly they're curved and don't scan in perfect focus...if anyone knows how to scan a curved piece of cardboard let me know. I also have glass stereo slides I'll post as soon as I figure out how to scan them.

Technicalities aside, she was a beaut, though, wasn't she? Eighty-two years ago, anyway.

Saturday, July 18, 2009

Katherine Harris

A sketch from early 2001. Despite the haggish depiction of Ms. Harris I will admit to finding crazy, heavily made-up middle aged right-wing ladies somewhat...fetching. Maybe it's those nostalgic hairdos they all seem to have. Maybe it's that buttoned-down, sexually repressed vibe that makes them seem like they might go wild in bed. Maybe I should stop thinking about it so much and just get back to digging that crazy Marilyn Quayle-style flip.

I look forward to your abusive comments.

Friday, July 17, 2009

Get a Haircut, Hippie

This is my old Carte Orange, a Paris subway and bus pass holder. I'm guessing this is circa 1989, when I was in my late twenties and had a lot of hair. Too long in front to be a mullet, too long in back to be a real pompadour, it's my opinion in retrospect that I look like a douchebag. Not as much as in those press passes, though.

Thursday, July 16, 2009


(As ever, click to enlarge.)

Imagine the disappointment of the young blade who first opened this deceptive come-on, circa World War I--a message from star of stage and screen Fannie Ward! But on lifting the flap all he got was this:

Maybe not a deception on the scale of the subprime mortgage scandal, but still, what a pisser. Miss Ward was a native of St. Louis who became a big star in London and led a pretty wild life. She was born in 1872, which would put her in her forties when this picture was taken.

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Tornado Damage

June 1st, 1917....the fellow in the midst of the wreckage has a rather sanguine expression. Maybe it's not his house. Picked this up in a Wichita flea market a few years ago.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Happy Birthday Batfatty!

It's Batfatty's birthday, so send him some Wighat. This is the back cover of the Viewmaster reel Batfatty made me for my birthday in '96 or '97. Be sure to click and check out the groovy birthday greeting from Eddie at the bottom.

Tuesday, July 7, 2009

That Goes Double for that Cocksucker Dieter

Around 2000 I saw this guy in an upscale west LA supermarket. The hands-free phone era was new, and my first impression was that the man was a lunatic, shouting at some imaginary foe. After I figured it out I followed him surreptitiously around the store making mental notes, then went home and drew it on the crappiest piece of paper I could find. It still made me laugh when I dug it out of a box of papers the other day, though.

Monday, July 6, 2009

Failed Attempt at a Superhero Franchise

The Rodent. A drawing from the early aughts arguably made better by my daughter's crayon work. The origin panel is similarly disfigured/improved:

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Forgive us our Press Passes

Been digging through some boxes in the basement (whence the "Victor Jory" drawing and many future posts) and found a couple of hilariously fake press passes my friend Clarence and I made when we were selling Polaroid ID cameras circa 1983, which would make me twenty-one or -two years old in the pictures. In the lower one, particularly, I don't look old enough to shave--no wonder I never got laid. Another co-worker used the camera to make a pretty good driver's license for some high school kid, but (wisely) got cold feet before he delivered the thing.

Saturday, July 4, 2009

Early 2001 (CLICK TO ENLARGE!)

This is my misinterpretation of a running joke of Batfatty's. In his version Victor Jory's head is a floating apparition that gives advice. In mine he's a mummified head in the basement of the White House, giving advice to a hapless lad who finds himself in over his head. Batfatty was annoyed by my usurping of his joke (hence the scrawled note at the side) and he'll be mad about my posting this, but it's a pretty good drawing, I think.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Harvey House

This is an old Harvey House sign from Union Station in Wichita. A visit there last summer courtesy of my friend Patrick Ahearn, who's representing the building for sale, led me to put the Harvey House into "Supply Sarge."

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Because You Demanded it:Poster of the Day


Everyone should pick up Herzog's new book "Conquest of the Useless," his 1979 diary of the making of this movie.


Click to enlarge, you won't be sorry. This is a huge poster, Kinski's head is bigger than lifesize.



These are the actual shades worn in the Tex LeBeauf episode of Joel Sanderson's Basement Sublet of Horror.