Showing posts with label Dan Shandy and the Shambling Dandies. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dan Shandy and the Shambling Dandies. Show all posts

Sunday, 21 March 2010

You Are Your Enemy

...so get over it and stop puncturing your own tyres -

Hello again - it's been a FULL-ON NERVESHREDDINGLY HORRENDOUS two weeks since last I updated - and the break has been a very fruitful one. It's all art so I won't bother with the colour-coding as life just isn't worth commenting on. Sorry - it's just not. All dull dissertation work and severe anxiety - about as interesting as Slash's guitarwork.

TALKING ABOUT overrated instrumentalists, why don't you indulge yourselves (if you haven't already) by investigated critically acclaimed new 15-minute album by Dan Shandy and the Shambling Dandies? They've been working hard at it all week and it certainly is a spiffing record - you can pick it up FREE by clicking on this sentence. It's free. I've heard tantalising rumours that they're planning a sequel WITHIN THE NEXT YEAR. Aren't we lucky pups?
Here is an image of what can only be described as a tribute to both Sword in the Stone (which is a good film, despite what my girlfriend would say) and like, those kind of storybook comics that you'd get in the forties that would always be a real PAIN to read. However, often I remember getting quite into them when I could be bothered to read, and they always seemed to be about time travel which is a bonus. The bigger picture is here - and it was part of a larger contest with FeralGargantua (naturally) which can be seen here.

What you see above is the third miraculous page of the first miraculous part of my on-going 'Crabcake' saga. I'm getting the fourth coloured as we speak and it should be good. I must do something with my hands, otherwise they'll be out the door and cutting down trees in minutes AND THEY PROVIDE OXYGEN DAMMIT. The full version (which has links to the first two pages) can be seen at this link right here.
Finally what you see is not a test - it's genuinely Dermot Mulligan of the revolutionary duo Mulligan & O'Hare as well as Det Ken 'Hutch' Hutchinson temporarily relieved from association with ironic slapstick comedies. Oh no, there goes Tokyo. Go go David Soul. The full thing is visible here - and the amazing Ralf "dunwich7" Kahlert of Feralgargantua fame produced a stunning Hardy/Batman image that is BEYOND REPROACH

There - that's it. Over the course of the blog I've decided it'll be far more productive to do these blogs every other week - so I will see you on the 4th of April and you can catch up with my goings on between then on:


O - x

Sunday, 28 February 2010

Grim Utter Death

...is a pleasant way to live. Hello folks, just glaring accusingly at some sources *grumble iron age transitions in Europe* sorry you're going to get that a lot this week. I'm doing about seven billion things at any one time so BEAR WITH ME. Life dis kolor - art I dis kolor, right?

Noble intent has robbed me of my life this week so this colour will not be used to it's full extent, although I will drop a quick shout in for Activities Alan - on the off-chance that anyone from Sheffield Uni is reading this and undecided who to vote for come Tuesday - I can't recommend Al higher. He's a hard worker and really cares about his work. So, y'know - FUCKING DO IT.
If it isn't glaringly obvious, it's elections time up here in Sheffield - and basically everybody has been freaking out - there's been smear campaigns and banner destroyin' sessions and all manner of ridiculously unnecessary shit that should be left to real politicians to waste their time with. Speaking of, the Tories are pressuring the BBC to shut down their only good radio stations - add your support against this lunacy at this group.
So here we ART. - This week Dan Shandy and Ron Lamp were on Forge Radio, and it was moderately funny although Dan did come across as a bit of a shit. Rumour has it they'll finally get their-long awaited album out this year and I, for one, will be eagerly awaiting it.
The second page of Crabcake was polished off after my blog last week, and I urge you to go have a gander at a larger version over at DeviantArt - because I spent a little bit of time colouring it and I'm rather fond of it and all the other reasons that you should go. Below are two pieces of colouring I did for the unparalleled Wizard-y Joe and his UNDOUBTEDLY WARPED MIND.

Again - larger versions at DeviantArt. If you have the stomach for them. Final news this week is that I was invited by the SIMILARLY DISTURBED MIND OF MR GHOSTPOCKETS to a sketch-jam group on aforementioned Deviant-themed art site. Feral Gargantua it is called, populated by a great deal of incredibly good artists, myself not included. The first challenge was to stomach the lesser-seen Beastmaster film and produce some fanart - and the second, to visualize the Feral Gargantua creature as your mind sees it. These can be seen below, and larger at that site. That one.

Right - that's me done. I'll see you on the DEADLINE-BOTHERIN' DATE of March 7th. Shudder. Shuddery wuddery. All you'll probably get is me going "OOooooerrr" and nothing else.

If you're lucky.

Sunday, 29 November 2009

While My Guitar Gently Weeps

...I put the kettle on and let it. Sometimes you just have to face these problems alone.

Welcome to the eleventh weekly Oblog - now slightly more lavender. Isn't it exciting? I would've picked a darker more MANLY purple but it made the green that represents art look JARRINGLY horrible, like it was diving out of the monitor to decimate you to bits. The red that represents life was unaffected by all but one PARTICULARLY MANLY shade of purple - so that was avoided as well. Sad really.

A week that I was meant to be KNUCKLING DOWN and doing some bloody work (as usual) left me sitting, just sitting, and doing nowt. Except I didn't even bother doing that and went out on a few adventures. One particular adventure saw me sitting nearby this adonis of joy -
...and all was well. It was another charity gig for a local farm trust thing and Mr P told some anecdotes and read some bits of out some books and everyone was CHARMED TO DEATH by how bloody lovely he is. A particular highlight of the evening was when a raffle result was announced (the winner had the opportunity to meet Palin after the show) and a woman in the front row launched herself at the stage screeching with wonder. It was quickly reiterated that not only was there a number, but there was a COLOUR too. The woman went deathly quiet, and all the while that she was making a living fiasco of herself - an elderly gentleman had been walking toward the stage with his ticket aloft. Mr P protested that she should at least get a consolation prize for her enthusiasm. The other elderly gentlemen of undeniable charm and humour I saw this week was this fellow -
- who, and I don't want to oversell this, LITERALLY KICKED THE LIVING ARSE. Having never seen a Coop show I'd expected it to be fairly theatrical - but NOTHING could prepare me for just how amazing it was. The lass who went to see it with me had already witnessed the Coop on three separate occasions previously and she was bowled over by the lunacy of it all. For those uneducated I leave this tantalizing image...
Right. On to the other part of the thing. Essay deadline time is when I'm most productive so it's no surprise (although a fair amount of annoyance and shame on my part) that I've produced two whole bloody pictures this week - you can see one below and one right at the end. Go on - skip to the end. Back? Not worth it was it?Additionally I remastered bits and bobs from the superhero EPIC CAPTAIN COSMOS AND THE ATTACK OF THE KILLER ANDROIDS FROM MARS which if you click on that title there you can go and hear. Go on. It's not COMPLETELY TERRIBLE, it's got Keira Knightly in it. Shrewd.Yesterday I did a radio show with special guest Ron Lamp from the band DAN SHANDY AND THE SHAMBLING DANDIES which was fairly beautiful - you can hear it again if you click on this sentence. Right that's enough hyperlinking. I'm done now.
See you on the *shudder* 6th. That'll be 24 hours before DEADLINE DAY. I'm quiverin' like a jellyfish on a... washing machine? Euch.

Art is here
Audio is here
Dan Shandy is here
Radio is here

O - x

Sunday, 11 October 2009

Traveler in Time

The morning sun I feel
all pain and sorrow

the apparition of my words in these days
makes me feel I've told them before


Fourth blog. Glory be. It's like we've living in some kind of ludicrous world where I write blogs every fucking Sunday. To reiterate; events outside of art are in THIS COLOUR - and events within the walls of artistic endeavor are THIS COLOUR. That's it. You don't need to know anymore. Stop reading. Oh my god did you stop reading?! How foolish.

Two weeks into lectures and I'm still not fully taking in JUST HOW BLOODY MUCH there is to do. I drew myself up an enormous wall-planner which planned out my workload within the week and promptly did NONE OF IT - so now it sits on the wall as a testament to all the work I haven't done. The first Peroxide was on Wednesday, went relatively well and DOOMGOAT was well received. Ohhhh yeah. Saw STAR TREK last night - was literally just a ton of lens flares and cliches with vague Star Trek leanings.

Crew member: Should there be tons of lens flares!? J.J. Abrams: Make it so


Drawing has again been relegated to elaborate doodles during lectures (me and Chris had a T-Rex drawing competition - thanks to some random lady I was proclaimed the winner, then I gave her the drawing as a prize for voting and so there's no evidence of my dino triumph). Did two radio shows over the past week - one last Monday wasn't broadcast, but I did record it and it lies waiting for the news about whether the RockSoc website can host it. The Saturday one was the triumphant return of Owen in Rock (although no bugger actually told me) so I composed the setlist very randomly mere hours beforehand. I had a few listeners, it's not on 'play again' so it's brief shining light will be LOST FOREVER. Anyhow - the final crowning artistic achievement of this week can really only be REYKJAVIK the new hit single by Dan Shandy and the Shambling Dandies. Lovely bunch o' lads.



"Listening to Dan Shandy and the Shambling Dandies is like REALLY AMAZING SEX" Anonymous, 2009


That's that done for this week. Hope you enjoyed the trawl through the mundane and the marvellous. Now I'm going to spend a few hours getting dolled up for VIC REEVES this evening. Fuck yes.
Oh Crikey crikey yes. See you on the 18th.

Art be here
Audio be here

O - x