Yes, it’s done. The video for Lost in cyberspace is finished. Enjoy:

Economy mon amour, another fine Hans Atom & Wojtek Sal song is waiting to entertain you. Or to annoy you, if you should happen to be a victim of the current economical crisis. Whatever.

Finally, a new song is finished. Or, to be honest, Dada le café, our first track. But it took a while for this bastard to leave its larva demo state and reach full bloom. Anyway, now that it’s been flushed out of the system new songs should arrive faster and more frequently. On the down side, the Lost in cybespace clip will still take a while. About 60% of the video are done yet, but it tends to become gradually more complex. It’s probably my best work yet, and I really hope that it will somehow reflect all the time and energy I put into it.

… and music hates us. So it’s back to the ol’ music making at last, this time not as a band, but as a collaboration with Hans Atom. The first songs can be found here. And I’m working on a video clip for the slightly insane “Lost in cyberspace”. So gimme your love.

Yeah, finally it has come to this: I’m blogging about the weather. Today started with rain, then it became sunny for a while, which was followed by a snowstorm, and now we’ve got hail. As we all know, the strangest explanation is often the most likely. So I’m pretty sure that right now some mad scientists are struggling with a malfunctioning weather-control-machine, which refuses to be shut down.

I’ve just finished reading through my monthly lifesaving comic package, browsing through the FEB Previews and putting the next order together. And then I realized something. During the 90s, there was a time of glorious weirdness in the comics. After the realistic and grim stuff of the 80s the strangeness and the surreal set in. Things like Transmetropolitan, Preacher, Shade the Changing Man, Enigma, Metropol, Alan Moore’s meta-experimens such as Supreme and of course Grant Morrison’s Animal Man, Doom Patrol and of course The Invisibles. A kind of run-wild-and-free era. Oddly, as the Premillenium Tension dissolved into nothing, during the Noughties, the conventional rules of storytelling set in again. I mean, Morrison is now working on Superman, the most immobile property in the universe! (And before you mention it: Yeah, Arkham Asylum is a great Batman tale, but please, just compare it with the complexity of King Mob and Regged Robin.)
Anyhoo… Suddenly I can feel an air of weirdness rising again. Morrison is returning to his delightfully sick Seaguy, Doktor Sleepless begins to rise to Transmetropolitan heights, The Umbrella Academy have moved into the Doom Patrol HQ, Lapham’s got the groove back with Young Liars, Air nicely fits into the Invisibles-paranoia. It’s not much regarding the fact that Emperor Marvel still rules over the entire world, but it fills my transdimensional heart with twisted hope.