Over There Is Where You'll Find Me

Over here:

Digital Sickbag.

My new personal blog.

This one is now dead, RIP.

See you on the other side, chums!

- Fanton.

I Am Awful

I am awful, you know.

I mean, look at the evidence! One update in the whole of October? Is my life really that dull?

...

Anyway, moving swiftly on, this here is my obligatory November post, as I probably won't get round to updating this again until December, due to aforementioned awfulness.

In the meantime, enjoy this stuff:

The Astonishing Adventures of Lord Likely
The Best Bit of the Internet
The Carrotty Kid
Snowfun
i done a comic

See you at Christmas!

BYE!

- Fanton.

If Music Be The Food of Love, Then I Will Dine Outside Tonight

Hello!

Well, my birthday came and went, and now I am left a year older and wiser. And, of course, sexier.

My lovely parents gave me a new MP3 player for my birthday, which was cool. I had an MP3 player before, but it was a cheap little thing I bought from Tescos for a fiver, and could only play about 80 songs, which got rather tiresome rather quickly.

The new one plays a thousand, which is quite a bit more, as any mathematician will tell you.

Upon opening my new gift, I immediately set about transferring a whole bunch of Mansun songs onto it, as I cocking well love Mansun.

Mansun, for the uninitiated, were a British indie-rock who found moderate success in the mid-nineties, riding on the crest of the Britpop explosion. Their first album hit the top spot on release, but after that they enjoyed less and less success with each consecutive album, until they broke up in 2003.

I was bitterly disappointed, as I thought their stuff was just getting better and better, especially with the release of their second album, Six, which was bonkers and derranged and yet punctuated with some great pop songs in among the madness.

Any album that has former Doctor Who Tom Baker reading a poem about the death of Brian Jones while opera singers warble away in the background HAS to be worth buying, RIGHT?

Here then, is the video for their most popular hit, Wide Open Space, as I feel I should share the Mansun love.



And one of my personal Mansun faves, Six (taken from the album of the same name), a radio-friendly edit of that album's sprawling, seven-minute title track. Love the retro-style video!



Right, that's all for now. I'm off to fill up my player with more great tunes. Maybe Ultrasound, next?...

BYE!

- Andy.

Birthday Boy

Hello!

Well, tomorrow is my birthday - HOORAY! I still get a little bit excited around birthdays, like some kind of demented school kid. Even the fact that I turn 29 tomorrow, and am entering my final year as a twenty-something, can dampen my spirits.

Now onto business: here is what I want for my birthday. PAY ATTENTION:

1. A new computer, one that is capable of running more than one program at once without throwing a hissy fit and shutting itself done. I'd get so much more work done, y'know.

2. A DeLorean, with full time-travel capabilities.

3. Every single Spider-Man comic ever made.

4. And Stan Lee to come round my house and read them to me, with his warm, friendly voice.

5. A naked lady in a birthday cake (cake optional).

6. A Carrotty Kid or Lord Likely TV series. Or both, ideally.

7. Full-time work as a Ghostbuster.

8. A lifetime's supply of Coconut Macaroons.

9. Freddie Mercury to resurrect himself from the dead, and sing at my birthday party.

11. The number 10 (my old one broke).

12. A naked lady in a big bowl of jelly (jelly optional).

13. A jet pack.

14. And a crash helmet (safety first, kids!)

15. A ride on a dinosaur.

16. A naked lady covered in ice cream (ice cream optional).

17. A 21-gun salute.

18. Nah, forget that. A 22-gun salute.

19. I dunno...world peace, or something, I guess.

20. A naked lady.

So, there you go. Get shopping!

In the meantime, here is my gift to you: The Best Bit of the Internet, a compendium of crap that I've created and crammed onto computers worldwide. Enjoy it!

Bye now!

- Fanton.

Back to the 'Puter.

Hello!

I am fully returned and ready to rumble, after my trip to Manchester.

It was a great couple of days, spent in the company of the affable and excellent Mike Whaite (thanks again, sir! Those massages were lovely!), as well as visiting Cosgrove Hall Films.

Discussions at the studio were interesting, the upshot of them being that there may well be more Carrotty Kid coming in the near future...watch this space! Not that space. THIS space.

I don't want to say too much, lest I jinx it or am picked off by terrifying cartoon hitmen, but as soon as I'm in a position to spill the beans (and the carrots) I shall let you all know.

In the meantime, here is more Carrotty Kid in comic strip form, featuring a guest-starring role from a Mr. D. Mouse - ENJOY!

Catch you all later!

- Fanton.

i'm going to hollywood! (well, manchester)

Hello!

Well, although I have only just gone and gotten this place up and running again, but now I must inform you all that I am going to disappear for a week, once again leaving this poor blog all barren and empty.

The reason for my departure is that I am off up to Manchester, to visit Cosgrove Hall Films, the animation studio that blessed the world with Danger Mouse, and who also made this little cartoon about a kung-fu carrot:

I am returning to Manc-land to discuss the Carrotty Kid again, and some other stuff. I dunno exactly what will come of it all - indeed, they might just tell me to take my stupid little carrot cartoon and shove it - but still, I love visiting the studio, plus I'll get to hang out with the awesome Mike Whaite, who is awesome. Did I say that already?

So: I'll see you in a week or so. In the meantime, enjoy this, this and this while I'm gone.

Tara!

- Fanton.

iron man, iron man, does whatever an iron can

Hello!

Hey, you know what? I love movies. And I love comics. So, naturally, I am something of a sucker for movies based on comics. Be it Spider-Man, the Fantastic Four (shut up, I liked it), Batman or Superman, I just can't get enough of those spandex-clad super heroics on the silver screen.

So, it is with almost pant-wetting excitement that I present to you the first, proper official trailer for the Iron Man movie, due to hit cinemas next spring.

IRON MAN!

I may have done a bit of a wee.

- Fanton.