Showing posts with label Vampirella. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Vampirella. Show all posts

Saturday, February 24, 2018

Comics And LP Cover Cavalcade # 6

A lightly-annotated but otherwise random collection of images of comic book and rock 'n' roll album covers.



Yes, this is indeed a great and sexy cover, and it's correctly considered iconic. There is also some music on the record. On both sides of the record! The album's thrift store ubiquity has become a joke in itself, but please, forget about all of that for a second. Herb Alpert & the Tijuana Brass cut some flat-out terrific sides in the '60s, from "The Lonely Bull" through "Mexican Road Race," and Whipped Cream & Other Delights is an integral part of the sheer wonder of pop music's best year ever, 1965. Awright, you don't really have to forget about the cover. I wish there were a decent Tijuana Brass best-of CD, with just Herb and the Brass and none of his solo material, but I don't think there's been any such thing since a late '80s compilation from A & M. I generally find CDs from that era lacking, and I'd prefer something fresher. I do have (legal!) audio files of most of the Tijuana Brass material, so I burned my own Best O' The Brass. It contains many tracks from Whipped Cream. And yeah, of course my CD-R uses this cover graphic. It's a classic!



I loved Vampirella when I was in middle school and high school. I was, after all, a boy. I saw my first issue of Vampirella on a magazine rack at a smoke shop within the White-Modell department store; it was displayed right next to the first issue of Penthouse I ever saw, so it would be absurd to deny the pulchritudinous aspect of the character's appeal. Thing is, these actually were decent fantasy/horror comics, bordering on a (somewhat) mature-readers superhero series. Legendary thrill studio Hammer Films planned to adapt Vampirella for the big screen, and cast actress and model Barbara Leigh in the title role. Leigh appeared in costume for a few Vampirella magazine covers in the late '70s, but the movie was never made.



In spite of my oft-stated worship of Badfinger on AM radio in the early '70s, No Dice was the only Badfinger LP I owned until many, many years later. I had 45s of most of their hits--the Paul McCartney-penned "Come And Get It," the swooningly sublime "Day After Day," and The Greatest Record Ever Made, "Baby Blue"--but I didn't have the group's other big hit, "No Matter What." I scored my copy of that essential track when I succeeded in digging a very used, very battered copy of No Dice out of the dusty 'n' magical bins in the dusty 'n' magical basement of Record Revolution in Cleveland Heights. Dilettante that I was, I still only paid attention to "No Matter What," basically ignoring other LP tracks like the forgotten original of Nilsson's hit "Without You," a "Love Me Do" that was not written by The Beatles, and a freaking amazing cut called "We're For The Dark." Stupid dilettante. I'd learn better over time. (Though the CD reissue of No Dice added a previously-unreleased track called "I'll Be The One," which should have been issued in the '70s, and which should have been a hit. Guess I wasn't the only dilettante at the time.)



Man, dig this swell, pulpy Green Hornet cover! This is from 1953's Four Color # 496, and it was the Hornet's only appearance in that long-running Dell Comics title (which featured a different star in each issue). It was, in fact, The Green Hornet's only appearance in any Dell comic book; he had starred in his own 1940s series published by Harvey Comics, and returned briefly in the mid '60s for three issues of Gold Key Comics's Green Hornet TV show tie-in. Although one of the greatest and most influential of radio heroes, and though both the vintage movie serials and the TV show were pretty cool, The Green Hornet was not served very well in print media. The '40s comics were pedestrian. The '60s comics weren't really any better, and the cover is the best thing about this 1953 one-shot. Latter-day Green Hornet comics have been improvements for the most part, though I'm really still waiting for a definitive, compelling comic-book take on the character. One wishes there had been a Green Hornet pulp magazine in the '30s (and paperback reprints of 'em in the '70s!), graced with covers like this Four Color gem.



Former Playboy Playmate Bebe Buell's biggest immediate claim to fame within my own pop cosmology is that her daughter Liv Tyler appeared in The Greatest Movie Ever Made, That Thing You Do! Still, there's nothing wrong with her 1981 Rhino Records EP Covers Girl, which enlists assistance from Rick Derringer (Side One) and Ric Ocasek with his fellow Cars members Elliott Easton, Ben Orr, and David Robinson (Side Two). The choice of material is very early-'80s retro new wave cool: Love's "My Little Red Book," Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers' "The Wild One, Forever," The Nightcrawlers' then- (and now-?) obscure garage classic "The Little Black Egg," and Iggy Pop's "Funtime." It's neither distinctive nor particularly memorable, but nor is it a waste of time. I still have my copy, purchased new at Main Street Records in Brockport. We played one of the tracks--"Funtime?"--on an episode of This Is Rock 'n' Roll Radio some years back.



Unbelievable as it may seem, there was never an ongoing Jonny Quest comic book series in the '60s, just a one-shot published by Gold Key in 1964. Comico acquired the comics license in the '80s, and the company's Jonny Quest ran for 31 issues, plus a couple of scattered spinoffs (including a Jezebel Jade mini-series). Written by William Messner-Loebs, Comico's Jonny Quest was just rock-solid comics storytelling, and it cries out for some comprehensive retrospective lovin'. Dave Stevens' cover for Jonny Quest # 5 combines the nostalgic appeal of the original TV cartoon, a dramatic tension that assures us the material is being taken seriously, and the sheer sex appeal of Stevens' rendition of Jade. Jonny has made a triumphant return to comics in the recent past, as one of the Hanna-Barbara cartoon action stars of DC Comics' Future Quest mini-series. Jonny Quest and his crew teaming with Space Ghost, Birdman, The Herculoids, Mightor, The Impossibles, and Frankenstein, Jr.? My barely-concealed inner seven-year-old was thrilled.



AM radio surrendered to ABBA's "Waterloo" in 1973. I may have struggled with some indecision over whether or not I liked the song at the time, and I can't explain why. It was a pop song. I like pop songs. And I sorta liked ABBA, even before I realized how cute its female members were. Ultimately, I decided that I liked "Waterloo," too. "SOS" was my favorite among ABBA's initial run of hits, though the only ABBA singles I bought were "Knowing Me, Knowing You" and "Take A Chance On Me." I also loved "Dancing Queen." I had no use for "Fernando." I was indifferent to "Mamma Mia" and "I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do, I Do." Reading in Bomp! magazine's 1978 power pop issue about "So Long," a purportedly great ABBA power pop song I'd not yet heard, was reason enough for me to buy my friend Jay's copy of ABBA's Greatest Hits. "So Long," "SOS," and a slightly later track called "Does Your Mother Know" are generally my go-to ABBA tunes, with "Dancing Queen" not far behind. I was perfectly okay with ABBA's induction into The Rock And Roll Hall Of Fame.



1968's Showcase # 79 was the one and only Silver Age appearance of the underwater DC Comics character Dolphin. Created, written, and illustrated by romance comics veteran Jay Scott Pike, Dolphin's tale was moody and gorgeous, benefiting from atmospheric presentation and wonderful, evocative artwork. Its soap-opera elements were instantly reminiscent of the best qualities of comics like Young Love and Young Romance, but crossed with science-fiction, fantasy, and even (almost) superheroes. The "almost" would be removed in Dolphin's (much) later revivals, as she joined a group called The Forgotten Heroes for a Superman story in 1983's Action Comics # 545. The character has subsequently appeared (in various continuities) as a supporting character in Aquaman comics.



If I tell you I first saw Cherry Vanilla in Penthouse, you might get the wrong idea. Ms. Vanilla retained proper possession of her garments in the magazine, a photo of her face accompanying a piece she'd written about (as I recall) libidinal urges, rock 'n' roll, underwear, and growing up in the '50s. I think. Her memoir was appropriately provocative but not pornographic; it seemed instead rather matter-of-fact and genuine. I don't remember whether or not any mention was made of her association with David Bowie, for whom she worked as a publicist. Her subsequent debut album Bad Girl (1978) plays up the presumed naughtiness of her origin and the trendiness of '70s punk, but transcends expectations with a simply stellar track called "The Punk." Like The Kinks' "Prince Of The Punks," Cherry Vanilla's song is a dismissal of a pathetic poseur claiming to be cutting edge; but, surprisingly, "The Punk" is the more engaging of the two tracks. No, really! (It's okay; The Kinks more than redeemed themselves with many, many other songs in their catalog of, y'know, one of the finest bodies of work in rockin' pop history. Jeez, get a grip. But yeah, score this battle of the punks to Cherry Vanilla.)



I was six or maybe seven when I spied my first Marvel Comics house ad with this character called Dr. Strange. It might have been an ad for Marvel's line of t-shirts circa '66 or '67, or it may have been an ad for Strange Tales, the comic book title our Stephen Strange shared with Nick Fury, Agent Of S.H.I.E.L.D. Or it might even have been an actual issue of Strange Tales rather than an ad. I really should have kept better notes when I was six. I do remember that I wasn't yet familiar with the abbreviation "Dr.," so I thought the character was called Der Strange. I liked ol' Der, though, whatever he was called. This particular issue is from 1982, and I spotted it on the rack at a Victory Boulevard candy store/soda fountain on Staten Island. I recognized that the art was by Marshall Rogers and Terry Austin, whose 1977-78 work on DC's Detective Comics is something I'll likely always regard as my all-time favorite run of Batman stories. Coincidentally, those Detectives had been written by Steve Englehart, who had written Dr. Strange before moving to DC to craft the definitive Batman. Dr. Strange # 50 was ably written by Roger Stern, and I had to have it. I later wound up picking up a couple of preceding issues I'd missed, and began reading Dr. Strange regularly. I was just getting back into comics. And I was loving it. Thanks, Der.

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Tuesday, December 26, 2017

Past Christmas Presents

The little drummer boy's kit was a gift from the intrepid Dave Murray. The menorah was there first.
I mentioned yesterday that Captain Action and his superheroic accessories were my favorite among the many Christmas gifts I received when I was a kid. Here's a gallery of a few other Christmas gifts I recall.



I don't really remember anything about this Green Ghost board game except the glow-in-the-dark ghost spinner and the spooky tree. I couldn't even tell you if the game itself was any fun, but I know it's something I wanted. I think I also received my beloved Creepy Crawlers at Christmas, as well as my Motorific racing set. Was my rocking horse Meatball also a Christmas gift? Coulda been. I was a lucky little kid at Christmas, and I'm not entirely certain my presumed good behavior was the reason.



Given my well-known love of superhero comics, you may be surprised to hear that I rarely received comic books for Christmas.  This 1969 issue of the reprint title Marvel Super-Heroes (cover-dated March 1970) is the only regular color comic book  I remember getting from Santa and/or his emissaries. I also remember I discovered the book a little early, in a paper bag leaning against the wall. I wasn't even snooping for it, but my Mom was pissed!



I became an avid fan of superpulp paperbacks when I was a teenager, and that love started with my first Doc Savage novel, The Land Of Terror. One Christmas, my parents indulged that interest with a whole box of Doc Savage paperbacks.



One year, my entire holiday wish list came from The Captain Company, the mail-order arm of Warren Publishing. My Captain Company score included some black-and-white reprints of Will Eisner's The Spirit, a gorgeous jigsaw puzzle depicting a cover from a vintage issue of The Shadow, and an LP with two episodes of The Shadow radio show. Santa Claus may know the definitive demarcations between naughty and nice, but when it comes down to who knows what evil lurks in the hearts of men? The Shadow knows!



I may have received this issue of Vampirella the same year I received the Doc Savage books. I do remember my Aunt Helen raising her eyebrows at the cover image, and my Mom kinda shrugging as if to say, Boys--what are ya gonna do?




After listening to my older siblings' copies of a few of The Beatles' LPs, these were probably the first two I could call my own. Yeah (yeah yeah), I started simultaneously at the beginning and the end of The Beatles' discography, and worked my way in. I received them both in, I think, 1975. More would follow.



The Christmas of 1976 was all about the albums for me. I think I received my copy of Raspberries' Best that year, as well as The Best Of The Animals and The Beatles Featuring Tony Sheridan. This 2-LP British Invasion collection ultimately had the most impact--which is an impressive thing to say if you consider how important The Raspberries were to me! But I already knew The Raspberries; that's why I asked for their greatest hits set to begin with. I wanted to find out more about the British Invasion, and History Of British Rock Vol. 2 offered a really good Beyond The Beatles introductory tutorial. Above all else, though, it looms large in my legend for sparking my interest in a little band called THE KINKS!!



Christmas 1977 concluded the fall semester of my freshman year in college. I loved The Sex Pistols; my girlfriend hated them, but she loved me, so she gave me their debut (and only) album for Christmas. Thanks, Theresa--sorry for breaking up with you by mail two weeks later. (I really wish I'd handled that better.) The KISS album was a gift from my parents, and my main interest in it was the lads' studio cover of The Dave Clark Five's "Any Way You Want It."



Christmas '78? I think so. My brother Rob gave me this collection of The Eagles' biggest hits. My attempt at a poker face was inept and ineffectual, so Rob realized immediately that I wasn't really a fan of The Eagles. Hated 'em, actually. He teases me about it to this day. I felt like an ingrate, but I also didn't want to lie (which, really, would have been the more polite and appropriate thing to do). Happy ending though! I took the album, sans receipt, to a department store, and exchanged it for a record I did want: Something/Anything?, a double-album by Todd Rundgren. I'd been yearning for that one since Todd's performance of "Couldn't I Just Tell You" on The Mike Douglas Show had prompted my jaw to drop and my heart to sing. I am very grateful.





I met my future wife Brenda at college in October of 1978. The first Christmas gift she gave me was a tan and gold disco shirt, which I loved and wore often. The first record she gave me was Armed Forces by Elvis Costello & the Attractions for my birthday. She has given me many, many gifts since then, and these are but a handful of the Christmas swag I received from Brenda. We hope to continue for many more Christmases to come.



Our daughter Meghan graduated Summa Cum Laude from Ithaca College this past May. Last Christmas, she gave me this t-shirt to display my Bomber Pride. Proud? Yes. Yes I am.

This Christmas was determinedly low-key, as we've all found ourselves fighting colds and seasonal frailties, and dealing with y'know...stuff.  Man, stuff'll get ya every time. But we're still here. And family is still the greatest gift I could ever receive.

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Friday, November 24, 2017

Comics And LP Cover Cavalcade # 1

A lightly-annotated but otherwise random collection of images of comic book and rock 'n' roll album covers.



My sister Denise and I went to see the new Justice League movie  Monday night. The day after, she mentioned how much she used to love DC's Metal Men comic book in the '60s. I specifically remember her reading Metal Men # 16 to me when I was a kid; I practically squealed with delight as The Metal Men battled an invasion of hostile robot insects, prompting the Metal Man Mercury to quip "You're not going to throw ME into an antipasto!"



Much later, Denise also gave me my first KISS album, Rock And Roll Over, as a high school graduation gift in 1977. I had seen my first KISS concert the previous December, but never got around to snappin' up any KISS records until Denise started me off. This album will eventually be the subject of further discussion in a future edition of my occasional series Groove Gratitude (A Gift Of Music).



I fell in love with the cover and concept of this 1941 comic book Daredevil Battles Hitler # 1 a few years before I had a chance to read it. I believe my first glimpse of the cover came via comics dealer Bill Thailing's mail order catalogue in 1972; I purchased a black and white reprint of the book around '75 or so.



I started hitting the flea market when I was a teenager in the '70s, on the hunt for comic books, paperbacks, pulps, girlie magazines, and rock 'n' roll records. I was a fan of The Monkees, but really only knew the group's first two prefab albums, plus whatever odd song might turn up on reruns of the TV series. I scored copies of The Monkees' Headquarters and The Birds, The Bees & The Monkees on one productive flea market visit around...'76, I think? It was the start of a grand expansion of my appreciation of a group I already adored.



I was a teenaged boy; of course the buxom, scantily-clad Vampirella caught my attention. I'll be writing more about our Vampi in the near future. Vampirella # 19 was either the first or second issue I owned, purchased as a cover-compromised discount item at World Of Books in North Syracuse.



My A-Z series The Everlasting First is a mere two entries away from the story of how I first discovered and fell madly in love with Suzi Quatro. After I'd already completed that swoon, Suzi's eponymous debut album was my first Quatro record, a cutout purchase rescued from the budget bin at Gerber Music in North Syracuse.



Was Judo Master # 96 my first Charlton Comics book? Possibly. I think I found it well after the fact at Sweethearts Corner grocery store in North Syracuse; it wasn't even on the spinner rack, but laying on top of something else displayed nearby. I may have bought an issue of Blue Beetle or Peter Cannon, Thunderbolt before this, but it's just as plausible to suggest my interest in Charlton began here.



I won a free copy of The James Montgomery Band from Utica's WOUR-FM on January 17th, 1977, the same day--fun fact!--that killer Gary Gilmore was executed. It was my 17th birthday, wintery weather had cancelled school, and this LP was my reward for being the first caller to correctly identify Cleveland as the first American city to have a traffic light. Then, as now, I knew so much useless crap. A cool story, I guess, but I never developed any interest in The James Montgomery Band.



Marvel Comics expanded its line dramatically in 1968, as books that had previously co-starred two different characters--Iron Man and Captain America in Tales Of Suspense, Sub-Mariner and The Incredible Hulk in Tales To Astonish, and Dr. Strange and Nick Fury, Agent Of S.H.I.E.L.D. in Strange Tales--split into solo titles. But Iron Man and Sub-Mariner got held back a month before graduating, with the one-shot Iron Man And Sub-Mariner # 1 using up what would have been the half-length Shellhead and Subby tales originally intended for the cancelled final issues of Suspense and Astonish respectively. I've always been fascinated by this book and its cover, but not sufficiently fascinated to cough up the twelve cents necessary to buy it at the time. It now sells for a little bit more than cover price, leaving this poor boy behind, empty-handed.



In Phonograph Record Magazine, writer Mark Shipper described Blondie's look as "Marilyn Monroe backed by The Dave Clark Five." Sold! My teenage crush on Debbie Harry remains undimmed.

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Saturday, June 3, 2017

THE EVERLASTING FIRST: Sidebar Edition, Part 2

The Everlasting First is an ongoing A-Z series recounting my first exposures to various singers and superheroes, rock 'n' roll groups and popular publications. While records and comic books have taken up a lot of my consciousness over the past several decades, there have occasionally been a few other things that captured my short attention span. So let's devote a couple of posts to a few first-times that won't be covered in The Everlasting First. We'll touch on some comic books and pop combos, sure, but also some foods, some movies, some experiences, and maybe some...um, y'know, gurls.

(Great. Now I'm blushing.)

Some obsessions predate conscious memory. I'll never be able to tell you about my first TV show, my first spaghetti, my first drive-in movie. The rest? Lessee what we can conjure up.

You can read Part 1 of these conjurings here.



FIRST JOB: If we don't count the occasional paid lawn-mowing gig, or the times I tried to help my Dad at MacArthur Stadium (where he worked in the Visitors' Clubhouse for teams playing against the Syracuse Chiefs AAA baseball team), my first job was with a Friendly's restaurant in the fall of 1976. I lasted almost a month.



FIRST BOOK: The first book I remember was some kind of circus book, or maybe a book about a circus train? Can't recall any specifics, but I'd memorized it sufficiently at the age of 5 to recite it by rote. I also loved Dr. Seuss (beginning with The Cat In The Hat), and a book called 365 Bedtime Stories by Nan Gilbert. That book will come up again a few entries from now. The first book to include my writing was 1996's MusicHound Rock, a CD buying guide that slapped together a bunch of miniature career overviews of various performers. I subsequently contributed to that book's sequel, and to Bubblegum Music Is The Naked Truth, Shake Some Action, and Lost In The Grooves. I've written enough material for this blog to fill two books, and counting.



FIRST PUBLISHED WRITING: In the late '60s, a bunch of kids at Bear Road Elementary School were asked to speculate on The Easter Bunny's preferred mode of transportation. I mean, we knew of Santa Claus with the sleigh and the reindeer and the up on the rooftop quick-quick-quick, but what about everyone's favorite egg-delivering cottontail? If asked today, I'd say he uses either a hareplane or rabbit transit. At the age of eight or nine, while I no longer believed, I found it fun to fantasize about The Easter Bunny and friends traveling like Batman would, hence my creations The Bunnymobile and The Birdcopter. These flights o' fancy were included in an article collecting our oh-so-cute responses in the weekly community tabloid, circa '68 or '69. In sixth grade, I was very briefly on the school newspaper, writing plagiarized cartoons and attempting to write...I have no idea what the hell I was trying to write. But a poem I wrote in sixth grade about Hanukkah was published in that paper, Roxboro Hi-Lights, when I was in eighth grade. That was my first stand-alone published writing.

FIRST RADIO GIG: I just remembered that I tried to get a job at WOLF-AM when I was in high school. HA! I say HA!! My attempts to join the campus station WBSU while a freshman at Brockport were abandoned when station management pissed me off, and I left in a huff. And a used Huff at that, with no air conditioning. I did eventually sit in with friends during their WBSU shows when I was a senior. In the mid '80s, I did two amateur-DJ stints on WBNY's Ha! Ha! I'm On The Radio at Buff State. Then along came Dana, and the various Dana & Carl radio collaborations began in 1992.

FIRST TV APPEARANCE: In high school, I made some appearances on public access cable in North Syracuse, starting probably around '75 or '76. I think the first was a discussion of our high school magazine The NorthCaster; I did at least two of those, alongside some of my fellow staff members. The first one was taped at the cable TV studio, and a subsequent one was taped at the home of the cable show's host. After one of the NorthCaster discussions, which I taped with the lovely Mary Saur (whom I probably should have asked out on a date at some point during my teen years), the host and his crew asked Mary and I if we'd like to record a second show. What the hell, we said, and spent another hour sharing our thoughts on the subject of television itself. I also did a solo, unscripted bit about Star Trek for a friend (Mark Colvin), recorded at the high school's TV production studio and later broadcast (and re-broadcast) on the public access channel. I'm sure none of these shows survived bulk erasing somewhere along the way, but it would be a kick to see 'em. Many years later, Dana and I appeared with Gary Frenay of The Flashcubes on Syracuse Channel 9's morning show Bridge Street, promoting the first BRIGHT LIGHTS! Syracuse New Wave Rock 'n' Roll Reunion live show in 2014.

FIRST VCR: An Hitachi 2-head VHS machine, which lovely wife Brenda and I purchased as a Christmas gift to ourselves in 1986, when we were nearing the unhappy end of our time in Buffalo.



FIRST VIDEO TAPE: If we don't count the copy of The Monkees' movie Head that my friend Deb Hannay recorded for me off Cinemax, my first video tapes were VHS copies of The Beatles on Ready Steady Go! and a collection of 1940s Superman cartoons.

FIRST DVD: Either the documentary Badfinger or The Ramones in Rock 'n' Roll High School. I can remember that much, but I can't remember what my first Blu-Ray was, like a little over a year ago.



FIRST SUPER 8 MOVIE: Super 8s were black and white silent movies marketed for home entertainment in pre-VCR days. In the early '70s, I discovered a Super 8 projector stashed in our attic, and briefly became a Super 8 buff. My favored films included comedies starring Charlie Chaplin or Abbott & Costello, but my biggest faves were 1940s superhero serials. My first acquisitions were either Adventures Of Batman Episode 5: The Executioner Strikes or a Captain Marvel chapter.

FIRST AUDIO CASSETTE: The soundtrack from Billy Jack.



FIRST EIGHT-TRACK: I've only ever owned two! First was a Paul Revere & the Raiders tape, a collection of the Raiders' early tracks (from before they signed with Columbia Records). I recall it included a song called "Sharon," which was my girlfriend's name at the time. Awwww! In the early '90s, Dana gave me an eight-track player--which I still have--and a copy of Dedication by The Bay City Rollers.



FIRST COMPACT DISC: I bought my first CD player (a Pioneer) circa 1988 or so, but held off on buying CDs, preferring to just borrow discs from the library. When Like This by The dB's was reissued in 1989, I jumped at a chance to finally own a copy of this great album, which I'd missed getting during its original release. I opted for the LP version--still wasn't buying CDs yet--but discovered that both my initial copy and an attempted replacement skipped like a fugitive flight risk. Grumble. Returned the LP for the second time, and bought CDs of both Like This and The Beatles' Past Masters, Volume Two at Spectrum Records up on the SU hill.

FIRST JAMES BOND FILM: I wanted to see Live And Let Die because I loved the theme song by Paul McCartney & Wings, but I wasn't sure whether or not I'd dig a 007 movie. So I deferred the decision. My first Bond flick was The Man With The Golden Gun.



FIRST LETTER PRINTED IN A COMIC BOOK: Superman # 289, cover dated July 1975. More would follow.

FIRST COMICS REPRINT COLLECTION: The 1966 Signet paperback Batman. More would follow.



FIRST COMIC BOOK FOR (SUPPOSEDLY) MATURE READERS: A department store called White-Modell had a smoke shop, and the smoke shop sold magazines. There, right next to Penthouse magazine, was a black and white comic book called Vampirella, which mixed horror and the supernatural with pulchritude and sex appeal. I don't remember whether I picked up my first issue there or at World Of Books, but either way I believe I started with Vampirella # 18 or # 19 in 1972--I got 'em both in short order, but perhaps not in sequence. Nonetheless: bitten and smitten!

FIRST CONCERT CANCELLATION: I bought a ticket to see Lou Reed at Brockport in the Spring of '78, but illness forced him to bail on the show entirely. Insert your own "Waiting For The Man" reference here.



FIRST LINER NOTES: THE FLASHCUBES! My status as The World's Most Insistent Flashcubes Fan made me the natural choice to write the liner notes for the group's first-ever long form release, the Bright Lights anthology CD. The disc was released in 1997, but I think I wrote the liners more than a year before that. It was one of my favorite pieces among all I've written, and I somehow convinced editor Jeff Tamarkin to also run it as an article in Goldmine. My first paid liner notes gig was for Rhino Records; someone at Rhino contacted me in 1997 about writing the liners for a power pop compilation called Poptopia! Power Pop Classics Of The '90s. When the Rhino rep apologized and explained that they couldn't pay much, I interrupted him to say I'LL TAKE IT!! Tough negotiator? That's me! Fun gig.

FIRST SPORTING EVENT ATTENDED: Gotta be a Syracuse Chiefs game in the '60s, probably before I was even interested in baseball. The Chiefs were and remain our local AAA International League baseball franchise, and they were the New York Yankees' farm club in the '60s and '70s. My Dad managed the Visitors' Clubhouse at MacArthur Stadium, so I was there pretty often, drinkin' Teem and eatin' popcorn and candy bars.



FIRST SPORTS HEROES: Tony Solaita of the Syracuse Chiefs and Mickey Mantle of the Yankees.

FIRST INTERVIEW: If we skip past NorthCaster interviews with the folks in charge of the high school ski club and bookstore, as well as an earlier interview with one of my Dad's friends for a seventh-grade paper on immigration, it would have to be the time I interviewed the folks in charge of the Razor & Tie label, which I did for a 1993 Indie Label Spotlight in Goldmine. The first time I was interviewed would have been after the Poptopia! CDs were released, and a writer for a weekly tabloid in the San Francisco area wanted to ask me some questions about pop music. Happy to oblige!



FIRST PULP MAGAZINE: I believe it was an issue of Dime Detective from the '30s or '40s, purchased at the flea market in the mid '70s. I've never owned many pulps, but I still have a very small stack of them in my garage (though that Dime Detective is long gone) . Would kinda like to get a hero pulp--especially The Shadow--just to say I have one, but it's probably not worth the bother or the expense.

FIRST SUSHI: Something I never thought I'd be interested in even trying, but it was served during the wedding reception for my college friends Chuck & Val when they got hitched in Key West in 1991. Loved the stuff on first taste.

FIRST ALCOHOL: I think it would have been a sip of my Uncle Danny's beer at a bowling alley in Syracuse in the '60s. Yechh. I confess I developed more of a taste for the stuff later on.

FIRST TOO-MUCH ALCOHOL: Fall semester 1977, party in my freshman dorm Thompson Hall in Brockport. It wasn't my first kegger, but this time a guy on my floor (Nate? I can picture him, but I can't recall his name) produced a bottle of 151, and I was soon off to the retches. Many more such eruptions and morning-after woes would follow over the ensuing years. In the late '80s, I realized I hated hangovers too much to ever suffer one again. I've embraced moderation ever since.

FIRST LEAD ROLE: I was the MC of my kindergarten United Nations presentation in 1966; my grandfather attended to see little Carlo represent Italy, dance the Tarantella, and introduce those other countries, too. I played the title role in a second grade presentation about Robert Louis Stevenson, and killed in multiple performances of my defining role, The Grinch Who Stole Christmas in third grade, 1968. After a supporting role in my fourth grade class play, I retired from the limelight. I'm still big; it's the plays that got smaller.

FIRST GIRLFRIEND: Technically? Mary Rose Tamborelli, who lived across the street from my Godparents in Westvale when I was five.

FIRST BROKEN HEART: After time and circumstance separated Mary and I, I fell hard for Suzette Mauro in kindergarten, and sat with her on the bus every day, until she suddenly threw me aside and picked Jeff over me. Jeff...?! Oh, the humanity! To add insult to this injuring memory, I saw Suzette again in high school, and she grew up to look seriously hot.

FIRST DREAM GIRL:  Wendy was a little girl who lived on What-A-Jolly Street in the children's book 365 Bedtime Stories, and I knew that I would someday invent a way to make her real, and we would live in married bliss for all of our days.

FIRST KISS: Sharon Dashevsky.

FIRST GIRLIE MAGAZINE: 



One day in 1969, I discovered an issue of Playboy underneath the seat of the family car. I presume my brother had left it there, forgotten. I was in the back seat, my force of will overcoming my usual vulnerability to car sickness, as I surreptitiously glanced through this magazine with pictures of female models who had removed their shirts. It was the July 1969 issue, and in spite of the cover photo of the absolutely stunning Barbi Benton, the only reason I remember the precise issue is because I know it contained a head-scratchingly dumb pictorial called "Birds Of America," featuring the upper torsos of beautiful nude models edited on to pictures of birds. That's not sexy; that's weird.

FIRST TIME I REALIZED I WAS GETTING OLDER: Playboy magazine, February 1979. Playmate Of The Month Lee Ann Michelle was exactly two months younger than me. That's weird, too.

Shuddup, old man!
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