Anyone at cheery SDCC next week?

If so, do pop by and see McKelvie and I at the Image compound. We’re sharing a table with Matt Fraction and Steven Sanders. Speak to us. We often bite, but the scar tissue we leave forms beautiful flowers.

Yes.

LATE FOR TRAIN.

Just putting issue 2 to bed, so we thought we’d show a glimpse of the issue. Its opening, as it features no spoilers and our first glimpse at a certain goddess of import.

“BF: Reading through the preview, I loved the part where David Kohl is miserable having to listen to acoustic singer/songwriter crap in the name of chasing girls. Makes me think of the misery I’ve been put through on several occasions… how do you deal with these events in your life?

KG: In my experience, go and hit on a girl at the bar until a Goddess incarnates.”

Second part of the interview about Phonogram over at Broken Frontier.

Also, in passing, if you haven’t actually having mentioned that you’d like a copy of Phonogram #1 to your lovely local comic shop owner, it’s probably worth doing it as soon as possible. Imagine how sad you’ll be if you don’t get one on August 2nd? Very sad. And not nearly as sad as our trusty gold-counting gnome who looks after McKitten and my finanaces. “A whole $3.50 that could have been mind, but not!” he’ll cry in his tiny helium-high voice, “Damn you! Damn you all!”.

Kitten and I just ignore him, the annoying little bast.

“BF: What exactly is a Phonomancer?

KG: Phonogram is based off the idea that pop music is magic, which it kind of is in real life: science really only has only the barest trace of a clue how and why music creates such enormous emotional responses in human beings. In Phonogram, any of the ways music can affect people are treated as magical events.

A Phonomancer is someone who’s actively aware that the universe works like this, and goes out of their way to use these effects to change the world more to their liking. He or she may spend much of their time making choice mix tapes to warp someone’s feelings in a way of their choosing, lost in a fantastical, blissful reverie through deep meditative integration with a particularly epic pop record or twirling the dial of the radio until a fragment of a song gives a little oracular insight into their current predicament. Some kind of broken person who decides to prop up their personality with an exoskeleton made of papier-mâché made of old music mags and warping vinyl, basically.

They’re not often nice people, but they’re fun to be around.”

First section of a two-part interview at Broken Frontier. Other half will be up on Monday.
I really want to use a McClusky quote at the top, as I’m mainlining their “… Does Dallas” EP today, but it’ll break our Britpop theme.

Must… resist…