Look at the shoes you’re filling,
Look at the blood we’re spilling.

Rock ‘N Roll Comics #1, straight from a late ’80s Rose City convenience store to you.

Most people seem to think that Frank Frazetta leapt fully formed from the brow of Crom, but the truth is he cut his teeth on humour comics before entering the field of violent paperback covers. And sometimes, as in his very first comics work, he was able to combine the two.

Thumpetty thump thump, thumpety thump thump.

Friday Night Fights returns, this time in glorious black+white.

So does that mean they’re making comics in colour now? And here I was just getting used to the idea of talkies.

In the good ol’ days, a man might enjoy a cigarette while kicking you in the balls and pistol whipping your brother, but he always knew when to draw the line.

Or not.

I may be bringing the black and white, but Bahlactus has the market cornered on black and blue.

Kids these days think the term ‘old school’ only goes back as far as their Nintendos and their Snorks.

Before you were born your grandma and grandpa were dishing out punishment with a wrench, the wing of a plane and some good ol’ American gumption. Now that’s ‘old school’.

When he was a kid Bahlactus walked four miles, in a blizzard, uphill in both directions just so he could school you!