Have you seen the prices some of the weird shit gets online? INSANITY.

So Monday, I discovered that Dave Brockie, AKA Oderus Urungus, died. That’s pretty fucking harsh, man. This isn’t like the day I found out Ozzy Osbourne died – hell, we all expected him to die in my lifetime*. But this was one of my teenage idols. A guy who fronted a band that made the most fucked up music of the time, and put on one hell of a show. I caught them in… ugh. Memory fails. Laguna? Irvine? Back in my late teens. One of the first live shows I ever saw, and it blew my mind. GWAR’s influence on my comics is evident to my long-time fans – FLEM has a huge GWAR touch to it, and I always understood the message GWAR and Green Jello (fuck the trademark litigation) and other bands put out – make art that fucks with people. Give them dick jokes and heavier concepts to mull. Piss blood on your fans, but do it in a way they appreciate.

This one is for you, ya sick, wonderful fucker.

*yes, I know Ozzy ain’t dead yet. How weird is that?