In April 2008 Titan Books published my debut text novel, “Tank Girl: Armadillo!” which received some very overenthusiastic reviews from the far corners of the globe –
“…like Jack Kerouac for my people. My people being pot-smokers with funny colored hair who enjoy comics and violent explosions of smoke and fury. “Armadillo!” is one of the best things I’ve read. Alan Martin goes up there with Philip K. Dick, Kurt Vonnegut, William Gibson, and the other madmen novelists who’ve changed my life forever.”
“Tank Girl: Armadillo! is the natural heir to the British comedy shows of the 1960’s and 1970’s like Monty Python’s Flying Circus in that it also takes an illogical situation to its most logical conclusion. The only difference is that Tank Girl: Armadillo! has far more basis in reality than those other shows did. On the surface this is a hoot and a holler, but underneath it all is a call to arms.”
“I would recommend…no…I would insist that any long time Tank Girl fan pick this up and devour it as I did. The 156-page story, Armadillo! is comedic magnificence. The 2nd half called The Bushel is a nice collection of shorts, comic scripts and odd bits that are sure to burst or necessitate some stitches
I always knew Martin was a comedic genius, but he really shines brightest here all on his own. Until he gives us another volume like this one, I’ll be rabidly craving more.”
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“Providing a definitive guide to Tank Girl and her world, this coffee-table art book boasts masses of Jamie Hewlett’s finest artwork, including tons of rare art and the previously unseen comic strip, The 16s, along with every Hewlett Tank Girl cover for Deadline magazine ever; plus publicity posters; graphic novel collection covers; an unseen, rejected script; sketches for the film; animation storyboards and more. Replete with new cover art from Jamie Hewlett and commentary from writer Alan Martin, this celebration of a comics cult icon puts on show exactly what has made Tank Girl so eminently popular throughout two decades of history.”
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The Arch Drude in 2008 giving us a busker’s rendition the old Teardrop Explodes’ classic Sleeping Gas on Mathew Street in Liverpool, a stone’s throw from the infamous Eric’s club, where it was first performed. I’ve just re-read Cope’s Head On book, which I first read in the mid-ninties, I’d forgotten what an absolute luntatic he is, and how much I love him.
So I’m also belatedly digging last year’s double cd Black Sheep
Exactly how brilliant is Debbie Harry? I touched her bum once, by the way…
went to college, studied art, to be an artist, make a start…
Love The Creation, Love Life
From the long unavailable Love You Til Tuesday movie and LP. Far out, man…
From TOTP in 1977, Otway and Barratt befuddle the studio audience. Check out Barratt’s mashed up electric guitar. also worth checking out is the Whistle Test performance where Otway falls off his amp and fucks up his ankle. Really free.
Two clips made back to back in the gardens of Chiswick House for The Ed Sullivan tv show. The Beatles would always do a spot for Ed when they were touring the States. With touring now no longer happening, the Fabs came up with these precursors to the standard MTV pop promo.
Both songs have always been big favourites, The Beatles really do seem to be at the top of their songwriting game – they were knocking stuff like this out at a thousand miles an hour. I love the bit half way through PaperbackWriter where they throw in Frere Jacques as a backing vocal. Sublimey…
From his own THIS IS TOM JONES show of 1968. I had to post this, not because I’m a huge Jones fan, or I like the song (although both have their merits), BUT because at 1:20 into the clip TOM JONES DANCES LIKE HELL! Stay with it, it really is worth the wait…
I think he’s trying to prove to the entire (female) audience that he’s got enough energy to shag all of them.
Happy (is it meant to be happy?) Easter
This clip is from the 1980 movie Breaking Glass, which has been unavailable on dvd since 2001. What the hell is wrong with this planet? You can buy Girls Aloud’s entire catalogue in umpteen formats, but you can’t get your hands on a solid, timeless classic featuring The Haze.
I really want to see this film again – not only does it star Hazel and post-Quad Phil Daniels, but also a pre-Ants Gary Tibbs and several of the blokes from Metal Mickey. This is frickin’ gold dust.
If anyone has the facility and wherewithall to burn me a copy, please let me know, if not – PETITION No. 10.
Here she is, years ahead of her time (and Arnie’s)…