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Little Boxes #118: Holidays as Harrowing Nightmare

 

(from Nancy, by Ernie Bushmiller, c. 1946-48)

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Little Boxes #73: Urn Knee

(from Nancy, by Ernie Bushmiller, date unknown)

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Little Boxes #58

(from Nancy, by Ernie Bushmiller, date unknown)

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Little Boxes #46

(from an unsuccessful Nancy tryout, by Ivan Brunetti, 1994)

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Little Boxes #31

(from Nancy, by Ernie Bushmiller, 1970s)

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Tea With Chris: Sleazy/Surreal

Tea With Chris is a roundup of recommended links, posted every Friday. Here are a few of our favourite things from the Internet this week:

Chris: I’d considered writing an essay about Ernie Bushmiller’s Nancy this year, but now that the wonderful Nancy Panels tumblr exists I feel compelled to do so. What did 1950s kids make of that unfiltered abstraction?

Thanks, Wikipedia. Did you know about this, Jody? “The Barrison Sisters were a risqué Vaudeville act who performed in the United States and Europe from about 1891 to 1900, advertised as The Wickedest Girls In the World. In their most famous act, the sisters would dance, raising their skirts slightly above their knees, and ask the audience, ‘Would you like to see my pussy?’ When they had coaxed the audience into an enthusiastic response, they would raise up their skirts, revealing that each sister was wearing underwear of their own manufacture that had a live kitten secured over the crotch.”

The new Destroyer music video, which goes from sleazy to surreal, is of a piece with its parent album’s jazzy louche-rock. When I was a kid, I assumed that my father’s extensive collection of Roxy Music and Steely Dan was bloodless “dad music.” Freudian, huh?

Carl: On Wednesday I discovered what I thought was the coolest iPhone app in the world. (And I am told that it works.) I said on Facebook, “It’s like the sunglasses in They Live except for languages instead of capitalism.” (Btw, I hear Jonathan Lethem’s book about that movie is great.) Later I discovered that this is a whole field’s worth of phone-based “augmented reality.” Predictably, Google has found a way to build in the capitalism.

Speaking of augmented reality: In a way it’s sad when things that are utterly un-Internet-like become assimilated to it. But that feeling pales before the joy of being able to read this proto-sorta-feminist magazine for aspiring groupies from Los Angeles in 1973 Take the “How Far-Out Are You?” quiz and consider the matter of “The Black Foxy Lady: Can you measure up to her?” In issue no. 2, the stars of the Groupies comic strip try to sneak backstage at an Alice Cooper show by wearing a snake costume and Louise Redbeard warns about “The Going Steady Trap.” Like groupies in general, the magazine doesn’t really challenge patriarchy on any level except the promiscuity taboo. But hell, that’s a big one.

To have a lot more stereotypes challenged, though, please to ring in 2011 with twelve CD’s worth of female-fronted heavy metal.

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