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Yes, it has come to and end. Well, that is not exactly true. There are a few more “episodes” out there, but I didn’t have a hand in their production. Amped Magazine decided to take things in a new direction, and tanked a not too long afterwards. (I will see if I can get the rest if there is sufficient interest.
Those that have know me for a while will recognise the blonde dude in the last frame. That was done before I started shaving my head though.
And for all those who were perving over the lifeguard :
A classic case of your lifeguard being her own floatation device.
Its Friday, and a long weekend,so here’s something to keep you smiling:
Those that were paying attention would noticed the striking resemblance of Cool Moes to Joe Cools on the Durban beach front. It is entirely co-incidental
That’s it for now.
Have a great weekend!
As promised: The first two pages of Alpha Brody.
Click here for the full size image of page 1. (Opens in a new window)
Click here for the full size image of page 2. (Opens in a new window)

Impact Zone / Alpha Brody Teaser
Speaking of blasts from the past, Check out the teaser for Alpha Brody. Alpha Brody was a comic serial that I worked on with a friend a few years back and appeared in the now defunct surfing magazine “Amped”.
Chances are you are wondering why I call it “Alpha Brody” instead of the advertised “Impact Zone“.
Well, it turns out that the guys at “Amped” surfing magazine did not check if the name “Impact Zone” was available. Kevin Fine, previously of 5FM was actively using the name “Impact Zone” and had registered the name for all media types in South Africa.
Oops.
Anyway, after threats of lawsuits from what I can only assume was the 5FM / Kevin Fine / Blood sucking parasite (lawyer) side of things we quickly changed the name to “Alpha Brody”.
I will be posting the artwork and the actual comic itself in bits and pieces.
Enjoy:

Impact Zone - Beach-babe Ariana
Reporters Without Borders is deeply shocked at the death, in a Tehran prison, of blogger Omidreza Mirsayafi and calls for the immediate opening of an investigation into the circumstances of the tragedy.
The blogger was first arrested on 22 April 2008 and then released after 41 days in custody on payment of bail of 100 million tomans (approx. 72,000 euros). He was tried on 2 November 2008 under Articles 500 and 514 of the criminal code under which “anyone who insults the Supreme Guide Khomeini, founder of the Islamic Republic of Iran, or the country’s leaders, is liable to six months to two years in prison (Art 514) and “anyone making propaganda against the state is liable to three months to one year in prison (Art. 500).
Read more at the International Freedom of Expression Exchange.
OK, so I’m still looking for somebody to help produce this thing…. Any takers?*
Anyway, as promised here it is:
Twisted tune of Mike Rutherfords “In the living years”.
Multiple viewpoint version (Bigger, longer, uncut)
Written by : Hexdream
Assisted by : Cynicman
All:
Every politician blames the one before
Despite all our frustrations
Don’t go beating down their door
They’re lining all their pockets
Doing little for the poor
In the voting years
Nelson Mandela:
I know that I’m a prisoner
To all my country holds so dear
Don’t they know that I’m a hostage
To all our hopes and fears
Deborah Patter:
I wish I could have swayed them
Sensation and despair
Crumpling the newspaper
Needing some fresh air
Callous generations
Do they really care?
In the voting years
Julius Malema:
When I speak they don’t believe it
They say I have no sense
If we lose elections
Can’t we just deceive it?
(or)
When I speak they don’t believe it
They say I have no sense
We will never lose elections
We just cannot conceive it!
CHORUS: CHOIR led by Desmond Tutu:
Saying it loud
Won’t make you clear
You must listen
Just as well as you cheer
It’s too late when you die
To reject eye for an eye
We re-open all our quarrels
Of our present and our past
We only sacrifice our future
It’s the silliness that lasts
Don’t yield to your misfortunes
Don’t see it as your fate
You may gain a new perspective
See things a different way
Don’t drug up
And don’t you sin
You must find a better way.
Jacob Zuma:
We just can’t get agreement
On the subject of defense
The NPA talks a different language
Judges sitting on the fence
Thabo Mbeki:
I wasn’t there that morning
With the voting underway
I didn’t get to sway them
All the things I couldn’t say
Helen Zille:
They do not vote on merit
They only vote in fear
We need to get some credit
Damn it, wheres my beer
All:
I’m sure I heard the echo
Of the gunshots and the tears
I just wish I could have swayed them
In the voting years
CHORUS: CHOIR led by Desmond Tutu:
Saying it loud
Won’t make you clear
You must listen just as well as you cheer
It’s too late when you die
To reject eye for an eye
Why re-open all our quarrels
Of our present and our past
We only sacrifice our future
It’s the silliness that lasts
Don’t yield to your misfortunes
Don’t see it as your fate
You may gain a new perspective
See things a different way
Don’t drug up
And don’t break in
You will find a better way
In the voting years
* Note: This strays from the original format a bit and would be harder to produce. Work for a producer extraordinaire perhaps?