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I shall destroy all the civilized planets. - LiveJournal.com
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COOL THINGS
I should've taken a digital or iphone picture or whatever shit of the zine I made for Danielle's birthday. It came out really cool and she loved it which is what it's all about.
MORGAN IS COMING NEXT WEEK! Can't wait to hang with one of my best friends in the world. Believe it. Oh and my mom is moving to New Jersey which is WEIRD.
UP IN THE SKY.
The moon was no where to be found, hiding behind the murky clouds that were just sort of sloshing by up in the sky. Sure, the stars could be seen for miles, but that's just how New England has always worked: it's a given, a "sure thing".
I was lying on back, to the right of Robin and Skyler, still stoned from an hour ago and drinking a hard apple cider (granny smith apples to be exact). It's been a sludgy summer but at the beach at midnight, the breeze was perfectly brisk while wafting the smell of the water past our noses. Passerby's would come and go but we remained the constants on the sand.
I looked up and to my left many times and thought to myself "everything is perfect". I then felt obligated to make that statement aloud, to which my friends agreed. It was right and the world was still for just a little while and I hope to carry that night with me forever and ever.
Speed boat.
Whoa, okay. So it's been a hot second. That's okay, it's hard to write in internet diaries when you're out having a fun. That's just what I've been doing too. I'm going to keep it down to the facts:
Jill's 4th birthday (and first with me), I love my job, got promoted already, made a ton of new friends/reconnecting with old ones, drinks and weed, 4th of July in Albany, Grouper, Jason Anderson and Happy Birthday gigs, there's a lady I'm fond of, beaches at 4 in the morning, staying up till 7AM, air conditioner in my car, bong rips, comics, vinyl, cassettes, drawing, tanning, oceans, making new zines, cooking, sex and dying in high society.
You can't top it. Moving into the new pad next month, it's ultimate.
What's your favourite vitamin?
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Also, it brings to mind a certain sun drenched nostalgia from the early 90's. Seeing the adverts in the mornings/afternoons between Nickelodeon marathons of the Adventures of Pete & Pete or Clarissa Explains It All made me want to chomp down an orange or drink some Sunny D. It screamed of sunscreen and beach visits with friends, and each time I ingest the vitamin, a small part of me is always taken back to that time. And it always feels right and safe, like nothing else does anymore.
Thanks, Vitamin C. What's your favourite vitamin?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Vitamin_C
Me With Harvey Pekars Signature April 28th, 2010.
Self portrait. Radical Fortress 010.
Harvey was way cool. Read and watch the American Splendor film if you haven't already.
The secret.
Many pages into my graphic novel. Above is random finished pages and a half inked page (which has since been completed and I am way proud of it). Working hard everybody!
You think I ain't worth a dollar, but I feel like a millionaire.
(info on the above coming soon)
Dash Shaw in Cambridge was incredible. Very inspiring stuff, when I got home I hardcore worked on my graphic novel and haven't stopped. I'll post pictures of the cool drawings/signings I got some day maybe. Also rad to see Caitlin for a hot second and get a pint with my old high school friend Stephanie. Glad to see she's been killing it.
Big pay day from my taxes. Stoked.
Will be trekking it to Connecticut tomorrow night for Dead Meadow in New Haven. That's gonna rule. Also, I've got to finish some artwork for my friend Amanda's new record so I'm hoping to squeeze that in all through out the weekend. I've got some crazy ideas, hope she digs em.
Chill Jill has a tumblr (because I'm sure people are sick of my dog pictures, but I f**king love that pup so I needed to post them somewhere): http://chilljill.tumblr.com
I have a tumblr but that's old news: http://warmcoat.tumblr.com
(spell check)
Sew yeah, loving the sunshine. How are you?
Gimme danger.
(Shirt design by my friend John.)
This month is going to be bananas. I'm going to try to make all of the NY and Boston events for Dash Shaw's Bodyworld as that dude has influenced me more than anyone or anything else at the moment. So I'll totally be in Brooklyn for the release party on the 15th at my new favourite place, Desert Island Comics.
The next day is going to be the hugest because I have a f**king meeting set up with probably my favourite female musical performer ever about doing some vinyl on Radical Fortress. It blows my mind that we even got in touch and that she knows my name but it looks like it's happening and I will get to meet her face to face and have a working relationship. That is completely insane to me. I am so honored to have gotten this far.
I've been working odd jobs and selling off 90% of what I own to fund this and many other projects including comics by friends and a graphic novel by me if I can't get it published.
And I'm trying really f**king hard to make it to Stumptown Comics Fest in Portland this year. That shirt design at the beginning of this post is a shirt made just for the event and I'm rushing them to the printers next week. Also, I will have a TWENTY PAGE preview of the graphic novel I'm working on. I plan on smoozing like crazy. Also, I miss Portland like crazy and I am going to hug the pavement and never let it go.
But if I can't make Stumptown, it's not the end of the world. I will be in Portland at some point this Spring, plans are being made to attend cons all Summer and I couldn't be more thrilled. I got my first international order for 4 issues of Cornwall yesterday and to think someone across oceans knows and wants my work is the most touching thing to me.
So yeah things are beyond great. Chill Jill and I are having a blast and I'm happy that I have the world's greatest dog in my life and I'll be moving this summer and shit... it's insane. There's so much I can't even talk about. Jinxing it and otherwise. But I know my last billion entries have been a bummer and I want you (readers and myself ten years from now) to know it was worth it and not to worry about me. I'm f**king famous.
RIP ALEX CHILTON
You f**king ruled.
THE LEGEND:
THE TRIBUTE:
I can only hope I raise my children this well.
Goals.
Hi.
GOALS FOR THE NEXT 10 YEARS:
- Go to college.
- Make a successful living off of comics.
- Get high with Tom Petty.
- Write, complete and get a novel published.
- Write a screenplay.
- Travel to at least 3 other continents.
- Own a house.
- Jump out of an airplane.
- Have fun with science.
- Keep my dog Jill happy throughout her life.
There's more. Some I don't think need posting, some I can't think of.
Jeans.
I'm tumblin' again: http://warmcoat.tumblr.com Unlike others, I am not replacing this journal with it. This will always be a journal and a place for thoughts and such, but I like to post random shit too. So there you have it. If you tumblr, let's hang.
Also google wave: warmcoat@googlewave.com
Holy shit thats a lot of hip nerd computer dumb shit. Sorry. Things are actually going pretty great, I feel really great about the future. I don't want to jinx anything, so that's all I will slip out at the moment. It's important to me that it all happens, so I need all the cards to work out. Mostly it means for me to not wait for shit to happen and to make it f**king happen.
But yeah I'd hit the edge of things this week. I'll get into that another time, but it was dark. But I came out of it loved and ready for the sunshine. Just try and stop me!
S A D
Alright I am only going to talk about this once because... you will see. I really am writing this to vent because my thoughts are very heavy.
I've dated Jessica for 2 years now. Just a few weeks ago was that anniversary. Yesterday she left me to go find herself. She has been in Austin for a month and did this over the phone. Today, I find out she has cheated on me... a lot. Like a whole lot. Like too much. I really feel betrayed and hurt and at my lowest. I am leaving Lawrence to return to the East Coast over the weekend, maybe sooner if I can help it.
I really trusted her with my heart and soul. It's going to be really hard to move on and away from this, but it's the only thing I can do to keep from sinking. Jill is coming with me (whew) and we're starting fresh and doing things right.
So yes, this will be the last mopey post. 2009 is almost over, thank god. I really need a new year. I'm trying to look up, today it's hard but tomorrow I will be Captain Sunshine. Or something.
Wish me luck friends.
Abe.
"I see in the near future a crisis approaching that
unnerves me and causes me to tremble for the safety of
my country. . . . corporations have been enthroned and
an era of corruption in high places will follow, and the
money power of the country will endeavor to prolong its
reign by working upon the prejudices of the people until
all wealth is aggregated in a few hands and the Republic
is destroyed."
-- U.S. President Abraham Lincoln, Nov. 21, 1864
(letter to Col. William F. Elkins)
I feel ya dawg.
Cornwall 5 preview.
For your enjoyment here is 2 random pages that are completely out of context from this month's Cornwall issue 5, by yours truly.
From Cornwall 5. Copyright Joey Gantner / Radical Fortress.
World's greatest.
Yes, it's true, I was there to photograph the greatest moment of all time. Believe it.
Jessica hopefully comes back from Austin after this weekend. When she gets back, our life is going to be like this forever:
Vegetables.
Important things.
Weed.
The silence isn't quite radio, but you can hardly hear a peep. I am working on lots of comics... I'd say more, but I know already what I'm working on and I've decided to stop speaking to an audience that quite frankly hasn't been there in some time... that's okay. I haven't really been in the seats during your performances either, and if I have been I've been sitting in a seat well cloaked in the darkest of shadows, so black that not a sound could be heard (if you're thinking this pertains to you, you're wrong). It's fine: I'm not offended, in fact I am relieved.
My thought can be that everything that used to count is just a headache and everythi†ng that should count does in fact, count for the first time... well, ever. I could call myself a man, in the emotional context. Things are done; things are getting done; dreams have been dreamt and are being adapted to reality.
Dream on, baby girl... sha la la la.
Summer 2009 Bicycling playlist
Here is my summer 2009 bicycling playlist. Anyone want a download of this? Hand made copy? Don't know what to do with this, but I love biking to it.
1. Marnie Stern - Transformer
2. Japandroids - Young Hearts Spark Fire
3. Farmer Dave Scher - You Pick Me Up
4. The Beatles - Please Mister Postman
5. Black Moth Super Rainbow - Gold Splatter
6. Woods - Rain On
7. Best Coast - Sun Was High (So Was I)
8. 13th Floor Elevators - You're Gonna Miss Me
9. The Zombies - This Will Be Our Year
10. Norman Greenbaum - Spirit In the Sky
What do skeletons have in their closets?
Hey there.
I feel pretty good. Other than this very moment (in which it's pouring all sorts of animals from the sky), the summer has felt like summer. For the first time in years actually. The sun is bright, I'm riding my bike a lot and we have a cool f**king dog.
Everything I posted about previously I feel pretty numb about now, which seems to be working. Also, I've bought myself a lot of cool things.
I'm feeling creative and I don't know what that feeling will bring other than joy. Corny stuff right?
I've got a falafel on the way. Delivery is close to godliness.
Changes, second verse.
Thanks to the kind words on my face, friends. Sorry I didn't respond to you all individually, but I've been in a lot of pain and with sparse internet access.
So besides the fun that is healing, I just found out my parents split up. It's so f**king strange and I really don't even know how to feel or where to begin. I guess being 24 I got comfortable that all would be well. Sigh. So the family is reallllll fun right now.
I'm doing okay though, seriously. I am actually pretty happy with how I am handling everything right now. It's not great... I am scared/confused/pissed/whatever but all in all I am still the same old Joey for the most part.
It was really hard writing this, and I know it doesn't say much and kind of sucks. I'm hoping this is step one in sitting down and writing like a tell all. For myself, of course. It's hard to spill the beans though.
So to avoid getting hit by a speeding car who had just ran a red light, I took a fall on my bike, causing me to sprain my arm and land my face on pavement. I have no chin, under my nose is missing a chunk and my cheek and scratched to all hell. I am practically dead.
For those who were wondering...
Write it down / Forget it.
Above: at the Abe Vigoda (pictured) and Women show at the Taproom last week. It was really great. I need to get better at show picture or not take them at all.
Despite money, I bought a new (cheap) dvd player today. The one we have at the apartment rarely reads dvds anymore and right around the moment it wouldn't play the 2nd disc of the last season of the Wire, I knew it was time to go. I'll miss it, as it's served me well for many years.
This new Bill Callahan record is really something. Seek it out.
My job keeps firing everyone I like. I seriously have one person to talk to now. Sigh. Sad for me, worse for the great people let go.
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