>Comic Update: Tom Petty Comics #6

>And BLAM, here she is! The conclusion to last week’s Tom Petty Comics plot is HERE. For GOOD. So you can READ IT. DAMN.

Enjoy:

Will Tom Petty comics return next week?? Shit, I don’t know. But for now we can bask in the glory of the entire six-part saga.

So that’s it. But a review is gonna come, folks. I can feel it in my soul.

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>It’s Back: Tom Petty Comics #5

>Argh!! Where are those reviews?? Sean Rose has failed his own blog. What is going on.

I don’t really have an excuse for my lack of updates. Working on comics, schoolwork, and flat-out laziness have prevented me from writing some classic album writups. And those are not good excuses!! Ah well.

Either way, during my inexplicable absence, cartoonist Stephen Winchell decided to pick up my slack and create some BRAND-SPAKIN’-NEW “Tom Petty Comics”!! Yes that’s right! Remember those? Well, if you do, you will realize that we have not seen a Tom Petty Comic since early September. If you don’t, well hey, you can read them all right here! Dang!

Last time we left Mr. Petty, he had just re-enacted the crucifixion of Christ, interrupting sessions for his classic record Full Moon Fever once again and distressing collaborator and confidant Jeff Lynne. How will this tale unfold? Find out below!

Wait what? A cliffhanger?? Does that mean there will be yet ANOTHER Tom Petty Comic next week??? Guess we’ll have to wait to find out.

Until then maybe I’ll actually use this blog to post my OWN work for a change. Hah! We’ll see how that pans out.

>Album Review: "Damn the Torpedoes" by Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers

>As of today, there has not been a new edition of “Tom Petty Comics” in two weeks straight. Good Lord.

People, I have to say that I am truly sorry for all this. Sure, I am not Stephen Winchell, creator and illustrator of said Tom Petty Comixxx, but I personally would like to apologize to all of you for putting faith in this man. I mean, sure, the Stigmata comic was pretty damned funny, and ending on that one would be a pretty cool way of bowing out of the comics business forever, but jeez. People wanna read this damn comic, Winchell! This blog is useless without it!!

Either way, he’s busy. But he still loves Tom Petty (who doesn’t), so I’m sure there is a Tom Petty Comixsx #5 in the works. One that I’m sure will answer the age-old question: “Who the fuck is Jeff Lynne?”

(Kidding. Of course I know Jeff Lynne. He’s that Xanadu guy.)

So taking Mr. Winchell’s negligence into consideration, I have decided to replace his usual hilarious comic with a not-as-hilarious-but-quite-informative review of an actual Tom Petty ALBUM. That’s right, that long-haired lothario’s not just a superhero concerned about testicular cancer. He’s also quite the musician! I’m sure you’d love to hear about him.

So let’s discuss Damn The Torpedoes, probably the best album ever recorded by a Tom Petty.

Lookit that face. He HAD to become a rock star.

Damn The Torpedoes is the ultimate feel-good rock album for those of us that dig kickin’ rock old school, with those Byrds and those Rolling Stones and alla them. That’s probably why the album was such a hit in the late 70’s – it eschewed all that punk, new wave, and progressive claptrap that cluttered the airwaves and scared away eager record buyers who just wanted to hear some fun, sweet, straight-ahead 4/4 guitar-bass-drum-keyboard rock tunes blasting through their stereo. Tom Petty and his Hoppin’ Heartbreakers (their full name) were pretty much the perfect solution to this problem; Petty’s voice was like Dylan mixed with Jagger, and the whole band sounded like the Stones on vacation. (OK, that made no sense, but you dig my trip bro – they were nicer than the Stones.) I guess you could lump them into the “mainstream roots-rock” category that Bruce Springsteen and Bob Seger occupied back in the ‘ol days, but where those two were more romantic and dramatic, Mr. Tom was straight-up rockin’, never stopping for an overwrought sax solo (sorry Broos) or weepy piano ballad (sorry Bob). And hey, that appealed to a lot of people! For good reason!

I’m sure you know the hits here. You must. “Refugee”? “Here Comes My Girl”? “Don’t Do Me Like That”? All kick-nut. But this one’s also chock full of great album tracks – which is a good thing, ‘cuz with album with only 9 songs on it, it helps if more than 1/3 of the album is good! Otherwise it’s not a very good album at all, is it? “Even The Losers,” “Shadow Of A Doubt,” “Century City,” “Louisiana Rain” – hoo-ee, thems some great tracks. Admittedly, some of the album tracks sound just a smidge too similar – once in a blue moon I’ll still forget which melody is which between “Even the Losers” and “Shadow of a Doubt” – but man, when that samey sound is so good, you really can’t complain. Tom Petty’s one of these rare artists, like AC/DC or the Ramones, that only benefits from sounding pretty much exactly the same from one album to the next. Why mess with perfection?

Lyrically, there’s not much to write home about on Damn The Torpedoes – Mr. Petty’s never been known for his lyrical prowess, nor does he need to be – but there’s hardly anything embarrassing here. I guess you could lump in Tom with BROOS in the lyrical department, since a lot of the time he seems to cover similar subject matter: dead-end towns, heartbroken dreamers, soulless 9-to-5 jobs, etc. etc. It’s nothing new, but when it works, it really works; specifically, “Here Comes My Girl,” a piece of rock romanticism worthy of Springsteen, features a lovestruck Mr. Tom speak-singin’ about the rough life he leads in a crappy town he hates. His redemption? A LADY. Sounds a little overwrought on paper, but in the context of the song it’s genuinely exciting – hearing Tom shift his voice from a downtrodden street crawler in the verses to a rock ‘n roll yelper in the chorus is enough to sweep any listener off their feet.

I have one genuine problem with Damn The Torpedoes: whenever I listen through it, I usually drop off after “Don’t Do Me Like That.” Why is this? Well, the songs get a little slower, a little groovier, and a little less exciting. I can’t really blame this on a dip in musical quality; it’s just that after the pure rockin’ sweetness of “Refugee” through “Century City,” plus the pop confection of “Don’t Do Me Like That,” hearing the slow “You Tell Me” doesn’t quite fit with me. Whenever I crave a quick, perfect blast of Petty, I’ll put the first side on, but not the second. So while I would say the first side of the album is stronger than the second – mostly ‘cuz of “What Are You Doing In My Life?”, which is kinda fun but inconsequential – the second side has “Louisiana Rain,” a really wonderful ballad that closes the album.

So basically I’m complaining about nothing.

Tom Petty’s 58 now. That’s right – 58. He will never capture the wild youth preserved forever on the classic Damn The Torpedoes LP, no matter how many times he plays the Super Bowl (once, and counting). I mean, this IS the album that saved his career, allowing him to continue making wonderful music until he finally met his destiny as one of Jeff Lynne’s Terrific Travelin’ Wilburys. If you’re not grasping the gravity of the situation, think about this: if Tom Petty had never made Damn The Torpedoes, he would have never been a megastar, never would have hobnobbed with “Got My Mind Set On You”-crooner George Harrison, never would have joined the Wilburys, and – I hate to say it – the classic reggae-tinged Petty classic “Last Nite” would never exist.

Ponder that shit. In your dreams. Or your nightmares.

>Comics Update: "Tom Petty Comics #4"

>Hey folks. I’m here to offer up my deepest, deepest apologies to those waiting for your Tom Petty Comixxx fix this Sunday night. I have no excuse for this late update. I had the comic, and I didn’t update.

Why?? Well maybe I’m just jealous of Mr. Winchell’s unrelenting talent. Often I feel that Mr. Petty himself chose him as some kind of creative conduit, sending him these beautiful stories of heroic altruism. And I kind of wish he’d chosen me. If only I could draw.

Either way, here’s your comic:

You heard it here first, folks: this “Tom Petty” guy is gonna be a big deal someday.

>Comics Update: "Tom Petty Comics #3"

>What? Oh? I’m sorry, I almost forgot! It’s time for another fantastic TOM PETTY COMICCCC.

Good message for the all your young-adult fans out there, Tommy. But when will you finally finish your classic track “Free Fallin'”? Mr. Lynne can’t wait all day!! Guess we’ll all have to find out next Sunday!

Oh, and to tide you over on the Great Sean Rose Comixxx front, here’s another stupid little doodle I did, “4Chan Time Traveler”:

>Comics Update: "Tom Petty Comics #2" plus an Extra Bonus Sean Rose Comic

>Well folks, I screwed up. In my last comics update I kinda-sorta jumped the gun on Stephen Winchell’s intentions for the Tom Petty comic, claiming – in a moment of cursed hubris – that he intended his comics to be a precursor to a planned Traveling Wilburys strip. Oh, what a fool I am. Here’s his clarification:

“Anyway, I figured I’d clarify this because Sean in his not-so-subtle way maybe missed the point a little bit (and ruined a bit of the motive by making it so fucking clear)

My logic is this:
-I like Sean’s blog
-Only his friends seem to read it despite its frequent and insightful updates
-People like comics

So I figured I’d draw a comic for his blog, and hopefully that would get people that don’t know him from Milford/UConn to come and read the other stuff. Which is why I said I’d do a limited engagement (10 Tom Petty Comics)to see if it actually worked.

So that’s what I’m all about”

Asshole.

Anyway. Here’s Tom Petty Comic #2. Don’t get any ideas. It’s just a silly little comic.

Of course you might ask me – “Hey Sean, aren’t you a great comics creator as well?” Well, yes. I am. And since I’m a little bit tired of Mr. Winchell stealing the spotlight from me – in my own blog – I figured it was time to bring out the big guns and show off some of my own treasured works.

So here’s one of mine, selected with special care from the Sean Rose Archives. A classic for the ages. Big ‘Ol Dick.

Yeah, had to censor it. It’s just too edgy. If you wanna see the real thing, here ya go. It’s not work safe, so as hard as it may be, you will have to resist putting it up next to Dilbert in your office cubicle. I’m so sorry.

Have a good night, folks.

>Comic Update: "Tom Petty Comics #1" by Stephen Winchell

>My fellow Wilhelm Sketch Comedy founder Steve Winchell has been pestering me to post up some comics of his. He and I have been playing around with the idea of a “Traveling Wilburys Comic” for some time now, since both of us have an unhealthy love of said late-80’s supergroup, but before we ever do embark on such a project Steve has decided to write what could be considered a precursor to the Traveling Wilburys – “Tom Petty Comics.”

What’s it about? Well, it’s about Tom Petty. Kicking some ass.

…well, ok, that’s just an assumption. Mr. Winchell has only made one page of this soon-to-be-acclaimed comic series, which I am posting here. Unfortunately, he tells me he will only update this epic comic saga if this humble blog of mine sees a significant spike in readers. But since I don’t know how to track site hits on Blogger, I’ll use the comments this post receives as an indication of increased readership.

But nobody’s commented in this thing in a while, so guess what that means! If one – yes, one – person comments on this post, Mr. Winchell will be forced to continue these wonderful Tom Petty comixxx! HUZZAH!

So please comment and enjoy, people, or this will be the last you will see of Mr. Winchell’s amazing folk-rock saga. (And comment in Blogger, please. Facebook doesn’t count.)

Enjoy!