tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-64983342012-02-16T06:11:25.783-08:00writer/comic R. O'Donnell rants, reviews, and interviewsR. O'Donnellhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04676635867621460894noreply@blogger.comBlogger561100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6498334.post-401717040198583042011-05-05T21:04:00.000-07:002011-05-05T21:05:03.779-07:00

sometimes i look into the cloudswonder where you arethen i check my heart to seea sigh escapes into a gentle windto find you walking quietlydown a rain drenched streetas droplets cascadepitter-patter on your shoulderswhile you stop to listenturn to see me in the mistsmile oh so sweetlyraindrops to my eyeskisses on my lipsunder rainbowsthere you arealways herethough I no longer wonderjust for now

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a nightmare slapped me hardwoke me up to stare and blink at nothingto wonder all about itthis crazy man wanting to smash me all to bitstook a crowbar to my headbeat out a rhythmbeat it goodbeat it hardwhile the violence of it made me cryi hid my face and sobbedKnew the monsterKnew the beastKnew the manholding that bloody crowbardrip, drip, drippingcrimson to the floorsoaked the cheap

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Hosted by R. O'Donnell and featuring the fine talents of Dawn Gathings, Kitty Gibson, Brook Hofpar, Jason Munford, Tobias De Vor, and special guest Amy McKenzie, The Boiler Room's premiere Poetry Scream was a screaming success. It confirms that the talent is here, right here in Port Townsend, and that one of the spots heating-up that talent is The Boiler Room.The Poetry Scream, a fast-paced

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Brook Hofpar, Tobias De Vor, Dawn Gathings, Jason Munford, Kitty Gibson, with special guest Amy McKenzie and host R. O'Donnell will be reading their poetry this Friday the 30th @ 8pm at the Boiler Room, 711 Water Street, Port Towsend, WA.POETRY SCREAM is an edgy humorous poetry reading whereby five uncensored poets are unleashed onstage. Our aim is to make poetry readings dangerous again.The

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Poster for New Age Vaudeville's The TV Dinner Hour produced by O'Donnell/McKenzieThe producing team of O'Donnell and McKenzie, best known for New Age Vaudeville, the New Variety, and The Third Avenue Playhouse have joined talents once again to produce Port Townsend, Washington's first and only professional year-round theatre company.R. O'Donnell and Amy McKenzie are facilitating a year-round

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Dear Silly Serenaders,How about a pink hymenoptera queen for your perusal? in E†ernity,The Kreeppink hymenoptera queen by Brazillia R. KreepThe Kreep

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My sister Dee, Mother Valia Rich, Twin brother Michael, me, Grandmother Inez Munsey Rich Puopolo, Brother Billy - Ridley Park, circa 1957Things my mother taught me… Regarding business: Say nothing and they’ll think you know more than you do. Regarding etiquette: Bring your favorite bottle of wine to every dinner party and then drink it yourself. Regarding politics: Forget the party, vote the

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The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo (original title in Swedish: Män som hatar kvinnor – "Men Who Hate Women") - ‎This Swedish English-subtitled suspense/thriller‎ based on the award-winning crime novel by the late Swedish writer Stieg Larsson and directed by Niels Arden Oplev is, in a word, phenomenal. If you’re a crime-thriller aficionado you so owe it to yourself to check out this very stylized,

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Brazillia R. KreepI was born Brazillia R. Kreep in Lizzards Point, Pa., October 31, 1756.The city was named after my great, great grandfather Brazillia L. Kreep. The "L" for Lizzard, passed down through several generations. I am an author of dark ethereal poetry n’prose. Presently, I write Gothic poetry as well as many little illustrated books such as Kreeplets, Kreepy Krumbs, Kreep Sakes, and

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O’ Poverty thy wicked CthulhuO’ poverty thy wicked CthulhuEnchained a mind in coiled darknessT’refute remarks n’ ruminationsIn poetry n’ verse thus pendingAs well quick a scribe’s bereavementMalevolent feat indeed undone our authorO’ scarcity thy heinous CthulhuThreadbare wellbeing, better despairCrush thy creator well your weightRip innards whilst no riches dwellCurse the life obscurity n’

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I let love goFlew onto a windowsillA whispered thought its wingsNot knowing where to soarGrooming tattered feathers, it cooed at meTilted its head to get a better lookOne last take of meFor love was never certain who I wasWhile the wind coaxes its departureAs it drifts upwardsOut above the worldToward other hearts More certainIn e†ernity,Brazillia R. Kreep

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Sadness came to visitNestle in my chestWhispered things t’taunt deep demonsWho played heartstrings with revengeT’hear such notes, tears t’steepO’ thy sullen eyesSadness knewWhat sadness canThus told me t’bewareSadness would return somedayIf I didn’t heedMelodies of madnessSuch shattered hearts discernIn e†ernity,Brazillia R. Kreep

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Fine photographer Eric Hoffhines shoots away at writer R. O'Donnell. Eric Hoffhines graduated with a BFA in Photography & Cinema from Ohio State University. He has freelanced for CNN and worked in all areas of production for ABC Network News, Nightline, and the original Oprah Winfrey Show.Eric has worked as a cameraman and editor on the Fox Chicago comedy special Twisted starring Matt Besser of

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I have lived through many rigid times in America. Over the centuries, I have witnessed some awfully strange and fantastic trials surrounding our cultural composition. Especially during the Crash of 1929, preceding the Great Depression.It is a dreadfully sad affair when you see your neighbors forced to move out of their lovely homes to bed down with friends and family; people desperately

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What if Cupid watched the slasher flick My Bloody Valentine 3D?Cupid is right outside a suburban window. An old angel with dirty wings, he stands there peek-a-booing through the frosty glass of someone’s living room. He takes a withered hand and wipes away the chill, wonders why the roses and the paper hearts aren’t hung around the living room akin to the holly and blinking lights that the

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The Kreep, Karmela, and Coraline box #46 from Liaka FilmsI am so in love with Henry Selick's animated 3D masterpiece Coraline that I will see it a hundred times more, and if so allowed, many times thereafter. Such a luscious and ample world it creates. From the very launch of the film, a tiny whiff of shadowy wonder swiftly frees my inner child, taking him by the hand, touching the oh-so-curious

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Gothic poet and illustrator The Kreep (a.k.a R. O’Donnell) has received an entirely handmade box of treasures collected specifically for him by the CORALINE team at Laika films. Inside the box, numbered 47/50, are highly decorated secret compartments that contain relics from the film including a bat/dog model, a bat body mold, authentic skeleton key with secret password, and a wing skeleton

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SAW V in theaters nowGothic poet The Kreep has penned one of his very special poems entitled Jigsaw to honor SAW V the latest offering in the popular SAW horror film franchise, to be posted on popular eZine 100percentofnothing.com on Halloween. The Kreep, produced by R. Productions in association with Hoffhines Productions, and published by Static Multimedia, is offered in several social media

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I first saw William Peter Blatty’s The Exorcist, directed by Academy® Award-winner William Friedkin (The French Connection) in a small suburban movie theatre nestled in the heart of Media, Pennsylvania–just West of Philadelphia. Afterwards, I slept with the lights on… for weeks. Literarily. The idea that the devil could just sweep into my body, and make me spew all over a priest had me

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THE KREEP'S LATEST ODE TO CARPENTER'S HALLOWEENThe Kreep, a gothic poet haunting Ezines, social sites and podcasts all across the internet, is one of the Voices Of Halloween on the 8th annual Neverendingwonder.com Halloween Radio.In addition to broadcasting the widest variety of Halloween themed music & comedy on three award winning Halloween Radio stations every October, The NeverEndingWonder

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The Kreep thirsts for Tony Scott’s vampire masterpiece The Hunger. His latest dark ode, full review found exclusively on 100% of Nothing, honors Tony Scott’s stylish cross genre tour de force staring David Bowie (The Man Who Fell To Earth), Catherine Deneuve (Dancer in the Dark), and Susan Sarandon (Igby Goes Down). The Hunger opened to critical disdain in 1982 followed by a cult following to

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Rutger Hauer as the bloody sensitive androidThe Kreep dies for Ridley Scott's super Sci-Fi classic Blade Runner, in stores on a director approved super deluxe DVD set. His latest dark ode, full review found exclusively on 100% of Nothing, honors the speech made famous by iconic actor Rutger Hauer as the sensitive android replicant on a blood spree to gain more life from his masters.Produced by

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Kreepy Krumbs - Vol. I, Book Of Poems On IssuuThe Kreeps' Kreepy Krumbs - Vol. I offers ten deliciously dark poems which include odes to classic horror films such as Academy® award Best Picture The Silence of the Lambs and Tim Burton's Sweeney Todd.The Kreep is a forlorn Gothic poet that offers a variety of dark treats such as horror reviews in chilling verse. Produced by R. Productions in

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The Kreep is a forlorn Gothic poet that reviews horror and Sci-Fi films in chilling kreepy verse. Created, written, and voiced by R. O’Donnell and published by Static Multimedia, The Kreep is offered in several formats such as a syndicated feature on 100% OF NOTHING, an art and culture Ezine linked to a free downloadable podcast on iTunes. Selected poems will also receive a visual treatment and

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The Kreep is a forlorn Gothic poet that reviews horror and Sci-Fi films in chilling kreepy verse. Created, written, and voiced by actor/writer R. O’Donnell and published by Static Multimedia, The Kreep is offered in several formats: a syndicated feature on100% OF NOTHING and STATIC MULTIMEDIA, with links to a free downloadable podcast on iTunes. Selected poems will be given a visual treatment

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Vampires are as old as the ground they are keen to be buried in. They have been lurking in the minds of men n’ women since the dawn of prose. They might have been dubbed other ghastly nicknames, but the thought of the dead sucking the blood of the living has faded in and out of our consciousness forever. They have been romanticized such as in Bram Stoker’s 1897 Gothic shocker Dracula. They have

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By R. O'DONNELLGENREFOLKPUBLISHERDUSTY SHOES MUSICPeter Salett is a very gifted musician. He has written, scored, and performed multiple songs for such films as Forgetting Sarah Marshall, The Ten, Down in the Valley, The Baxter, The Maldonado Miracle, Wet Hot American Summer, Keeping the Faith, and the soon to be released documentary 21 Below. Directors love him because his music compliments and

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I read Stephen King’s The Mist on a lengthy train ride from Media, Pennsylvania (where I had delivered a trivial lecture on my latest book of poems Arsenic n’ Art,) to my lair in the city of brotherly love: Philadelphia. In short, The Mist really frightened me, as it had first-rate scares galore. It nudged, pinched, and stung my insecurities so that I had night sweats n’ nightmares for hours,

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Help us celebrate THE KREEP’s latest podcast on iTunes: The Nightmare Before Christmas Poem brought to you by R. Productions and Static Multimedia. Available Wednesday, the 20th, on iTunes, The Kreep returns with yet another kreepy poem recited by The Kreep himself. All this is in tribute to the 15 year anniversary of Tim Burton’s holiday classic The Nightmare Before Christmas on a super-duper

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ByRicky BurkeCreated by Dean Koontz; Written by Queenie Chan & Dean Koontz; Illustrations by Queenie Chan
Del Rey, July 2008, $10.95 Manga’s hot, no doubt about it. Their graphic novels are a cultural phenomenon that’s spreading from one end of the globe to the other. Here in the states, young American’s can’t get enough. With each new character, plotline, and author, now being plucked from the

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ByRicky Burke*** ½Conan #50The Hand of NergalDark Horse ComicsTruman, Giorello, Villarrubia, Harris, StarkingsI kind of gave up on the Conan franchise. It just didn’t do it for me anymore, didn’t hold my interest at all. The love was sadly gone. A faded memory of the past, a kid with the covers over my head, flashlight in hand, turning each page with great anticipation. But Dark Horse’s series

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My kreepy fanatics of dismay: tonight we open the vaults to sip a vintage thriller from the summer of 1982: Tobe Hooper's horror banquet Poltergeist starring Craig T. Nelson and JoBeth Williams and the late Heather O'Rourke as the beautiful Carol Anne. A delicious jolt from beginning to end, this Steven Spielberg produced horror film was another blockbuster that scared the bejesus out of

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Out of Picture, Art From The Outside Looking In, Volume 2,is the anthology series companion to, you guessed it, Art From The Outside Looking In, Volume I. The title is explained on the clever inside flap that tells you that the “Out of Picture” expression is a film term meaning literally on the cutting room floor. Now, I know we want to see the origins of everything these days thanks in part to

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The Rot of Sweeney ToddByBrazillia R. KreepI’ve had several acquaintances like our odd Mr. Todd, but they never hovered in my life very long. They always had somewhere else to go–in a hurry–that I often thought they were bigwigs in some dark commerce or the arts, surgeons or maybe even lawyers at the least. So that when they changed their addresses, my letters to them returned unopened, I assumed

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THE ROT OF SWEENEY TODD byBrazillia R. KreepIn the attic there he trots
Sweeney Todd connives n’ plots
Of ways t’spill the blood of men
Then splatter more t’say amen 
T’nightmare’s of his great love lostAught t’avenge at any cost
Sharp razor blades
Meat Pies in spades
The Demon Barber preps n’ shaves 
While Mrs. Lovetts bakes her piesTongues t’thumbs wee toes n’ eyesThough a price this Todd will

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BY: R. O'DONNELLRATINGNRGENRESCI-FIAUTHORPOLLY FROSTPUBLISHERTOR BOOKSPolly Frost loves to write. Oh yes she does. Her book Deep Inside–ten tantalizing tales of supernatural erotica, is a paperback first-date with gorgeous, naughty little secrets within. For Polly’s fingered, kissed, and hot tongued every single page of her extreme erotic fantasies, that the read keeps you easily captive until

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byR. O'DonnellYou’re a Batman aficionado, a been-there-done-that read-it-all about Gotham’s Dark Knight, and you’re having a little debate with another claiming to be a Batman buff. Okay then. Your buddy digs down deep into the super heroes’ celebrity, and throws a question at you about the earlier Batman Detective comics (gulp) and a little ditty about the misguided super hero Blue Beatle. Yeah.

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Writer/producer R. O’Donnell, known in Chicago for having created and produced the professional theatre company New Age Vaudeville, the New Variety cabaret, and the R. Rated Fox Chicago TV show, is about to unleash his syndicated Gothic character, The Kreep in a series of columns, books, podcasts, and merchandise published/produced by Static Multimedia.Partnering with Static Multimedia (a

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Barbara Hashimoto: Junk Mail exhibit having a six-month run care of The Chicago Arts District, has opened its gallery doors to the public, 2003 S. Halsted Street, Chicago. The exhibit, which explores how Junk Mail intrudes on our daily life, is also open during the traditional 2nd Friday Gallery Walk that has made the Art District of East Pilsen famous to locals and tourists alike.The public is

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By: R. O'Donnell From a community sketchbook to T-shirts to a "must have graphic novel," the deep dark secrets of a successful comic book revealed.Virginia is a student with a nifty dog dupped Blammo, and an invisible scalawag gremlin named Oogleeoog. She also has amazing electrical superpowers and can release bursts of electricity from her body at will. Welcome to Eisner-nominated Mike Brennan's

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WRITER/ACTOR/COMEDIAN RICHARD O'DONNELL, has been invited to perform his one-man show entitled Junk Mail Stories for the extended Barbara Hashimoto: Junk Mail exhibit, 2003 S. Halsted Street, Chicago, every Saturday in November. The 45 minute show will examine in a humorous and serious light how junk mail effects our everyday lives. “It’s something Barbara and I discussed over a year ago,” says

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byBrazillia R. Kreepa.k.a THE KREEPGood evening kings and queens of crimson goo. Tonight’s rusty vault slowly creeks open to reveal a Vincent Price immortal classic from MGM’s Midnight Movies series, a deliciously bloody tale that is a poor man’s The Crucible of sorts: Witchfinder General.Aptly directed by Michael Reeves. (Who died an agonizing death only a year later from an accidental

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by R. O'DONNELLAlrighty then, The Ruins, according to IMDb (and they never lie) won a Golden Trailer award nomination for best horror poster. That’s right, best horror poster. Okay. There it is then. They almost won. So, go out and find the poster if you can (allposters.com) and tape that puppy to your bedroom wall and quickly turn off the lights. Then, in the moonlight or with some candles

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byR. O'DONNELLKRISHA FAIRCHILD, ROBERT KIRK, GUNTHER STERN, JONAS BALLDIRECTED BYANDREW PIDDINGTONThe Killing of John Lennon. This was hard to watch for about a second or two. I’m a big fan of John Lennon ( I remember John Lennon) and I even lived behind the castle Dakota, in The Park West, 73nd and Central Park West for 8 years. I met the legend and his Ono weeks before the killing. Like most

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byR. O'DONNELLI met Harry Weinger thanks to my buddy Jim Bessman of Billboard Magazine. Always turning me on to the best characters in the biz, Bessman (people person extraordinaire) arranged a dinner at this hot-spot veggie bistro on 74th street in Manhattan. On the way over, Bessman kept saying, "Harry's the coolest, man, just the coolest." And after finishing our carrot/spinach paté while

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THE WORLD OF RICHARD STARKINGSbyR. O'DONNELL RICHARD STARKINGS, THE CREATOR OF HIP FLASK, THE ELEPHANTMEN AND FOUNDER OF COMICRAFT, CHECKS IN WITH STATIC.Richard Starkings has been a mainstay in the world of comics for decades. His lettering work and his company, Comicraft, founded with partner John 'JG' Roshell in 1992, have won numerous awards throughout the industry. Through his publishing

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byR. O'DONNELL "Hello, I'm Johnny Cash," says the man dressed in black, his guitar swung around his shoulder, draped behind his back. A genuine Country Western star that was as much about rock and roll as Elvis Presley and Jerry Lee Lewis, and he even dug Bob Dylan too. That was John R. Cash, the man that flips his guitar around, starts strumming, and breaks through the hoots and hollers singing

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byR. O'DONNELL Johnny Depp is a brave man. In an age where bravery is hard to find, let alone name, Johnny Depp is a brave man that has touched my heart specific. He has reached out and taken a single finger and gently brushed it against the beating of my spirit. He has done this as a writer. He has done this as an actor. He has done this as a director. But more importantly, he has done this as a

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ByR. O'DONNELL A buddy just sent me an iCard with a picture of John and Yoko inscribed, "we miss you John."It made me really sad. I couldn't help the tears. I remember all the hoopla that was the Beatles. The yeah-yeah days when they first arrived - all the girls on my block in Philadelphia picking their favorite in the band. I remember lunch boxes, buttons, and Saturday morning cartoons. I

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Making his directorial debut with "2001 Maniacs," a comedy-horror remake of the 1964 drive-in classic, Tim Sullivan sits down to talk about life, the biz, and 'The Great Sullivini'BY: R. O'DONNELLWWW.STATICMULTIMEDIA.COM FEATURE What are monsters? The creepy crawlers under the bed or hiding in the closet? Is it a Frankenstein's monster, Dracula, or a sunburned Freddy Kruger? The Saturday night

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STOP SMILING#17THE COMEDY ISSUE: http://www.stopsmilingonline.comImprovisational comedians have called Del Close the guru, the creative spark that helped launch the careers of Bill Murray, John Candy, and John Belushi, to name only a few. When he wasn’t institutionalized by his Second City colleagues, Del spent his quiet time musing in the potsmoke of his legendary Chicago apartment. Find out the

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"It's going to be a party!" explains Tim Sullivan, associate producer for the cult classic Detroit Rock City (still killing on DVD)."In the early eighties I had a chance to hang with the legendary king of horror, the very hip and always-gracious Mr. Vincent Price. He was touring his one-man show about Edgar Allan Poe, and I was appointed by the theater to be his chaperone. C'mon, Me? You want me

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"Yeah, usually I celebrate Halloween in a very big way, but this year I am leaving it to the amateurs."Who would have thought that these two horror icons would team up in the battle royale of the century?!? Certainly a horror fans best nightmare. Mr Englund was nice enough to give Me some time without the makeup. R: What is your latest project? A: I just filmed Freddy vs Jason. We see a lot of

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BRIAN AZZARELLO "It's become really clear to me that I don't like super heroes because they're dull. So I don't mind screwing with them." R: 1999 was the year DC took a gamble on an unknown writer? A: Yeah R: Your own series rocked the comic world - is the thrill gone? A: No, not at all. Neither is the pressure to perform. You know? I'm still very aware the rug could be pulled out from

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"If a band can do that without getting crucified by the fans worshipping someone else, they have the gift to mesmerize, preaching the sermon from the mound." There's so much anger in the air. You can smell it, taste it, and feel its fingernails on your brow. While walking across the street at a buzzing intersection, cars revving up their motors while hothead drivers sneer, wishing they could

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"Are you ready for the f*#king old shit," he asks his exhausted parishioners. Aragon Ballroom Chicago, IL The hypocrisy of the world is disparaging. The dark insincerity that creeps along the shady corridors of government, slithers around the boardrooms of big business, and oozes onto the showground's of commercial entertainment is a numbing specter. It has no conscience. It doesn't care. It

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