A banner reads “Gallagher Brother Comics.”
We’re in a fortune teller’s tent. Liam Gallagher (from Oasis) sits at the table, listening to his fortune. It’s clearly bad news. His brother and best friend, Noel, stands behind him, squeezing Liam’s shoulder; Noel looks more stricken by the bad news than Liam does.
The fortune teller frowns as she reads Liam’s palm. She says: “Someday they will find you… caught beneath the landslide… in a champagne supernova in the sky…”
I like portraying the Gallaghers as partners and best friends, like the Hardy Boys, because I know they hate each other like poison.
Recovering cartoonist/ internet detective Sam Means found out what happened to the adorable hillbilly kid from yesterday’s post:
https://martinfuneralhome.com/tribute/details/5322/Harold-Gene-Lamb/obituary.html
It looks like Harold Lamb had a pretty impressive — even enviable — life. Besides being married for 70 years and working for Buick for 40, he and his wife actually founded schools and hospitals as part of their missionary work. But now he’s dead.
We’ve hit a bit of a dry spell as far as original art goes. Why have you forsaken me, Juan Arenas?
This is something interesting that just came up on Comic Book Plus:
It’s from a late 50’s Robin Hood comic that was spun-off from a popular TV series of the time (which was created to give writing jobs to blacklisted writers, by the by).
What’s genuinely interesting is that the villain here, Herbert the Money Lender, is enough of an anti-semitic stereotype that he actually has a Yiddish (or at least Germanic) accent in a few of his lines. Besides being anachronistic, this kind of semi-blatant Jew hatred was pretty hard to find in Post War comics — especially this long after the war. But it’s a British comic, and they are old fashioned like that. He’s treated as a comic figure rather than a true villain (which is worse, in my book) so maybe they didn’t think it was so bad.
Please draw cartoons for me. Thank you.