[2021 Overflow] Geese, Zornheym, and Sur Austru

The January overflow continues STILL with 2021 records from Geese, Zornheym, and Sur Austru. There’s already some good 2022 music out, why do I focus so much on the past? What even is a 2021? Where are my shoes?


Geese – Projector
(October 29, 2021)

Geese - Projector

There are no reservations about my opinion that 2021 was the Year of the Post-Punk debuts. I won’t even name drop them again, you should already know them or leave this website forever (edit: please don’t leave this website forever). Underrated among them, trying to cash in at the 11th hour, was Geese’s own debut. Bands named after birds in the plural form tend to go over well: the Wrens, Doves, Swans, Cranes. The Eagles notwithstanding. In any other year, Projector could have possibly been making the charts. It was a very tough competition.

Usual post-punk fare. There is a lot of indie-sensible songwriting in the vein of ’00s garage rock revival groups (the Black Keys, the Strokes, et al.), which helps contrast the experimental approach of Squid, black midi, and Black Country, New Road. Songs alternate between choppy, angular garage rock and slow and steady groove funk. Tracks like “Fantasies / Survival” have the crisply-edged, melody-driven urgency of a White Stripes song, and tracks like “First Fold Warrior” sound like LCD Soundsystem at James Murphy’s crooniest. Sometimes songs sound like both of these styles at once! The title track, especially, naturally merges these two faces of the Geese coin. The Goose coin?

My favorite track is “Disco”, largely because of the disco! But there’s only some disco, and it happens at the bridge, but most of the end is a chaotic breakdown of noisy Sonic Youth anti-music. I also like the brassy trumpet coda at the end of “Exploding House”.

I name-dropped more bands than usual this time! It’s clear that Geese have a lot of influences! They need to come into their own still, and hopefully some more individuality shines through in the future. For now, though, solid release.

Early Verdict:


Zornheym – The Zornheim Sleep Experiment
(October 22, 2021)

Zornheym - The Zornheim Sleep Experiment

I don’t listen to metal for the lyrics or the story because, more often than not, they’re dumb as shit. The concept behind Zornheym’s second album is intriguing, though: a doctor at the Zornheim Asylum documents his findings and reports the grim consequences as they perform sleep deprivation experiments on the insane inmates. That’s a far as I got, though. I still didn’t listen for the lyrics or the story!

But one needs not the concept in front of them to enjoy the music on this action-packed 37-minute operatic ride! The Zornheim Sleep Experiment is the very definition of theatrical, melodic death metal. Overproduced stringed instruments, dizzying speed guitar solos, and echoed tubular bells make the whole production sound like a twisted Trans-Siberian Orchestra affair. Except without the, you know, Jesus-y Christmas stuff. And although I tend to be on my guard when it comes to symphonic metal in this vein, the corny power metal jubilation is often avoided in favor of cinematic tension. Plus, the use of blackened growls along with the clean singing gives additional edge to the arrangements.

Speaking of clean singing, the heavy Swedish accents make the dramatic delivery of lines like “Keep the devil away/Keep him astray/Hear us pray/Hear what I say” unintentionally funny to me! And those clean vocals work well with my favorite track, “The Revelation”, where the Middle-Eastern scales and the “Don’t want to be free” chorus brings to mind an ancient Egyptian death march.

This is album is a case where everything works, and it’s exactly the kind of album I needed to hear in order to keep myself from compulsively waving off melodeath records sight unseen (sound unheard?). Gems are everywhere!

Early Verdict:


Sur Austru – Obârșie
(February 12, 2021)

TSur Austru - Obârșie

I have spoken before (one week ago, actually) on my burgeoning neofolk interests, so when I dipped into Sur Austru I expected more of the same. And then I got more of the same! And then I learned that Obârșie isn’t neofolk, it’s avantgarde folk metal. And then I learned that it gets this distinction, possibly, because Sur Austru is not much more than a continuation of Romanian black metal outfit Negură Bunget after their last original member died. And then I was like “oh yeah, I sorta know that band’s one album that I listened to maybe twice”.

Anyway, with this knowledge, I listened to Obârșie again and realized that this shit is totally neofolk! What the fuck! OK, maybe track one is pretty heavy, I guess, and the distorted guitar shows up from time to time, and certainly the guttural vocals are unmistakably a heavy metal trait…but there’s goddamn flute everywhere, man! And there’s all this atmospheric chanting. All these slow, steady, unassuming passages. Not much in the way of guitar textures or overly aggressive vocal performances. Does this mean your mom will like this? Probably not! She’ll think it’s mostly weird. But there are parts she will like!

Like “Taina”, it lies almost entirely outside the metal genre (brief phrases of riffage and that one lead guitar refrain notwithstanding). “Comru Moma” is just a flute solo with soft, sparse hand drumming accompaniment, no guitars  at all. “Caloianul” builds to a frenzy, and finally some raw, blackened metal is unleashed in the last couple of minutes, but all of that momentum comes entirely from the drumming. And to my ears, that drumming sounds just a little bit jazzy…

What’s my point? This album is metal in spirit, that’s my point. It’s so fucking metal that it doesn’t need to put on any airs by being overtly metal. Listen to this shit.

Early Verdict:

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #3

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #3 – “Sinestro (Part 3)”

* Part 3 of 6 of the Sinestro storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #3 – “Sinestro (Part 3)”! In the previous installment, Sinestro uses his own powers to develop a ring for Hal Jordan that has all the powers of a Green Lantern ring except for a) he can’t use it to kill Sinestro, b) nothing can be done without Sinestro’s approval, c) he can’t use it to hurt Sinestro, d) Sinestro can vanquish any currently active power activated by the ring anytime he wants, and e) he can’t use it to kill or hurt or otherwise embarrass Sinestro in any way!

In a nutshell, Jordan is only allowed to use the ring to help Sinestro destroy the army that has enslaved Sinestro’s home planet of Korugar. And that’s it.

So let’s see how that debacle will pan out.


Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #3 [January, 2012]
Written by: Geoff Johns
“Sinestro (Part 3)”

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THE PLACE: Coast City. Wherever that is. Must be on some coast. Carol Ferris returns to her residence after a long date night of putting up with Hal Jordan and his not-gonna-propose-at-all face. Her phone rings and it’s some guy named Tom Kalmaku, even though she thinks it’s Hal. I mean, she has a smartphone, she should be able to see that it was Tom Kalmaku! Kalmaku tells her to turn on the TV, which is airing a news report about Jordan and Sinestro saving the victims of the bridge collapse. Ferris is in disbelief! “Hal would never work with Sinestro again, Tom. Never.”

And yet, there he is, standing alongside Sinestro as if he were Robin to Sinestro’s Batman! Once Sinestro explains that the very corps he initiated on his planet have gone against his instructions and started imprisoning and torturing civilians, he admits to Jordan that he’s able to trust him. That, plus, he can control everything Jordan does! That helps too. “What makes you think I won’t go to the guardians?” Jordan asks. “Because you don’t want to lose that ring.” Sinestro says. Jordan’s probably thinking hell yeah, man, when I wear that ring it feels like 1,000 needles shooting heroin into my dick! He keeps that to himself.

So here’s the deal, fancypants: Jordan helps Sinestro with their little ambush, and Sinestro lets Jordan keep the ring. They both go their separate ways after that. That’s it. No catches. No dick sucking! I was wrong about that one.

Jordan wants to talk to Carol Ferris first, which Sinestro is forbidding. Jordan’s like “I’LL DO WHAT I WANNA” but Sinestro is like “no”, and then Jordan is like “you created this monster in the first place, so fuck you, we do things on my terms once in a while!” and Sinestro is like “no, fuck YOU, and fuck your failing relationship.” And then Jordan slugs him in the face and tells him what’s what.

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You may have programmed the ring to prevent me from grabbing your crotch, but I’m going to try my absolute damnedest!

BUT, Sinestro laughs! And that’s a frightening sight. “Jordan, I am better than you. And you already know that.” Jordan loses this round, and he follows Sinestro as he takes off toward Korugar.

Next, we cut to the home of the Guardians of the Universe, aka the Smurf Village. The blue guys are all circled around and ready to discuss the Sinestro matter again, after having wiped Ganthet of all emotional biases that may cloud his judgment. Remember, they brain-zapped him in Issue #1. He’s fine now.

Ganthet takes time to talk about what he has been reflecting upon since their last congregation. The wearers of the rings are chosen because of their “great will”, this he already knew. Duh, we all knew that! Right fellas? Heh heh heh! BUT, Green Lanterns aren’t flawless:

Hal Jordan is all drive, but no foresight.
Sinestro is all drive, but no altruism.

I’m making a note of that, because I’m guessing those are a couple of important points! Jordan doesn’t think ahead, Sinestro does everything for himself. A real comedy of errors is imminent with that combination!

Anyway, the blue guys had once created robot manhunters, the First Army. It didn’t work. Then they created the Green Lantern Corps., the Second Army. That isn’t working for them either. So that leads them to their next plan:

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Oh baby, Third Reich time.

This sounds like something that’s going to take up 300 issues and involve constant. exhausting crossovers! Oh boy.

At the moment, Sinestro and Jordan are flying through space. Jordan’s have a gay old time busting up asteroids with his magic ring. They bicker about the seriousness of bearing the ring like a grumpy, old married couple. Sinestro harshes Jordan’s buzz completely by laying out what’s in store when they get to Korugar. “We’ll be faced with over two hundred and twenty corps members in the coming hour. Possibly more if they were able to trigger the central battery into active search status.” OH NO! NOT THE CENTRAL BATTERY! NOT ACTIVE SEARCH STATUS! OH GOD, OH WHY?!

Sinestro holds up his big glowing green lantern and waves it in Jordan’s face. Jordan is confused, and Sinestro insists that the lantern is the key, but they have to wait until sunset. “No. Flying. Off.” he scolds Jordan as if he were a bare-rumped child placed upon his bent knee! Jordan grumbles in agreement, but I bet you the lives of two hundred and twenty corps members (possibly more if they were able to trigger the central battery into active search status!) that Jordan is going to fucking fly off before sunset anyway like an asshole!

Once the sun sets, Sinestro is to fly down to the planet and engage with the corps single-handedly. Jordan is to take the lantern and fly into the yellow central battery with it. The green light will shut down the yellow battery, which shuts down the yellow rings and renders the corps defenseless and whimpering and crying and huddled and shivering and hungry and syphilitic!

Jordan is confused again. Sinestro created this yellow battery so that a green lantern would be its emergency shut-off switch? That means Sinestro had always planned to be a Green Lantern again, even when he was dishonorably discharged from the Green Lantern Academy of Hard Knocks??

But Sinestro gets mad at that:

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All I wanted, Hal Jordan, was to sit on my couch and catch up on episodes of Tiger King 2!

I don’t think that quite explains things satisfactorily myself, but hey! When in Korugar, throw some green light where the yellow light is to make the yellow light go away, I always say!

So they prepare to play their parts. Sinestro tells Jordan to dim his green light to black, which is something Jordan has never done before and didn’t know he could do at all. “The guardians don’t like our knowing everything the ring can do.” Sinestro explains. Their suits and eye masks are dark, and they no longer glow like a pregnant lady in the dead of summer!

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You made Sinestro go “HRT.” The most disappointed of Sinestro’s noises.

They start sneaking around the planet, which looks like shit. It’s all hazy and red and rundown, it looks like Detroit in the dead of summer! Sinestro reminds Jordan, yet again, to wait until sunset to move. Jordan’s all like “yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah, I know, thanks Dad” but I still think I’m right about him flying the fuck off before he’s supposed to!

They watch huddled atop a building overhang at the scene below, where the corps is herding shackled civilians like ants at a picnic in the dead of summer! One creepy reptilian-like alien picks a particularly tasty looking young woman to save for eating later, and another corps member insists that these people are not for eating. They say Sinestro needed them stored away! But Sinestro fucking abandoned them, fuck what he wants, I wanna eat that woman!

Jordan’s about ready to fly the fuck off to save the young woman, but Sinestro holds him back and reminds him, yet again, that he is to wait.

But that’s ok, some other Korugarian civilian leaps out to stop the creepy reptilian-like H. R. Giger creature by wrapping her shackle chains around its neck.

Her name is Arsona, and she’s one tough cookie. Once the creature regains composure, it throws Arsona down to the ground. AND A TWIST HAPPENS! It’s Sinestro, fuckin’ Sinestro, who flies down there before sunset! He turns on his ring and bolts right through the creature, opening a giant, gross, bloody, gorey hole in his abdomen with a sickening “SPLAAATCH”! Jordan is bemused. “Not before sunset. Yeah, right.” he mutters as he follows Sinestro.

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Give that ugly fucker a pretty Glasgow smile.

Sinestro stands in the middle of the action and declares that any who do not stand down dies. A ruckus is created! Everyone’s all running around screaming now. A man tells Arsona to run away from Sinestro, but Sinestro falters. “No! Arsona, wai-!” but he is interrupted by the crashing-down of the giant yellow central battery.

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I didn’t sign up for thiiisss blahrhabb!

“Why does this feel too easy?” Jordan asks himself as he carries his glowing green lantern toward the central battery. A corps henchman stands in his way, but Jordan obliterates the beast with a makeshift green rocket launcher like it was nothin’! Like this was the Ultimate Doom! Like this was Phobos and/or Deimos! I like that game, gotta play it again some day!

Jordan flies into the battery with the lantern. The battery detects its presence and initiates a disintegration process, which looks pretty painful for Hal Jordan. Sinestro looks genuinely alarmed and concerned for Jordan’s well-being, but Jordan screams that Sinestro set him up as he, um, well, he literally appears to be completely eaten up as if he were surrounded by acid.

The last thing we see is Jordan’s barely-skeletal remains still mid-scream, and then a close-up of Sinestro’s eyeballs the size of dinner plates.

“Jordan?” he meekly whimpers.

Final Thoughts

Whoa Mama! This doesn’t look good for Hal Jordan, who has just become a disintegrated corpse! Oopsy-Daisy!

Pretty fucked up stuff going on here! I’m interested in the Sinestro/Arsona backstory. Hell, I’m kind of interested in the Sinestro/Jordan backstory too. It sounds like there’s a ton of history there. I wonder how crazy of a story it is that they’re working together here in a 2011 edition of the story, especially since I read that much of the Green Lantern mythology wasn’t rebooted for the New 52 imprint.

Looking forward to how Hal Jordan is gonna weasel out of this one!

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #3

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #3 – “Museum Piece”

* Part 3 of 7 of the To Serve and Protect storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #3 – “Museum Piece”! In the previous installment, forget everything you read in Issue #1 because Captain America went from battling the Strikeforce Ukiyoe after being dropped in the middle of Tokyo to blowing up a submarine full of Hydra Organization goons and losing his shield in the ocean!

I can only hope that Issue #3 at least continues some threads from either of the first two stories, because if I read about Captain America plugging his dick into the Hoover Dam after space aliens threaten to turn the flooding waters into acidic space piss, then I’m mentally checking out of this non-continuity monkey business!

And if I mentally check out then I get funnier, so the jury’s still out on which the better option actually is.

All right, let’s get to it then. “Museum Piece”. Hooo boy.


Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #3 [March, 1998]
Written by: Mark Waid
“Museum Piece”

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #3

OK, at least the cover art suggests that he doesn’t have his real shield! That’s promising.

WASHINGTON D.C. “Let me get this straight,” says some four-eyes crisis negotiator named Agent McElroy, “we have to evacuate the Smithsonian since Hydra claims to have turned its museums into a gigantic deathtrap because they’re spoiling for a fight with Captain America?”

Ugh. Let’s try this again. “Let me get this straight,” says Tom from TomWritesAboutStuff.com, “I have to read another shitty issue of Captain America written shittily by shitty Mark Waid, who the Internet says is a legendary comic book writer but I’d rather read a butt tattoo over and over again instead of this?” Boo!

This isn’t Agent McElroy’s first rodeo. The footnote tells me to check out Issue #444! No thanks!

The evacuation of the Smithsonian wasn’t completely successful. A couple of RUDE BOYS were hiding out in an old horse-drawn wagon. “Looks like we got th’ place to ourselves!” says one rude boy who appears to be wearing a Donald Duck sailor hat. These rude boys ditched their school field trip, but one of them already has regrets. “Maybe we shoulda popped up when we heard ‘em clearin’ the place,” he says, but his rude boy buddy calls him a chunkhead and then they both start freely exploring the exhibits.

Captain America (Vol. 3), Issue #3

Bzaak, motherfuckers! Beavis and Butt-Head are here to wreak havoc!

The blonde kid hops into the moon-landing exhibit and pretends to blast the astronauts with a photon bazooka! Yeah man yeah! What these kids don’t know though, oh man here it comes, is that a Hydra guy is hiding in one of the astronaut suits! He reaches out to grab these kids menacingly! Looks like we’re gonna have a good old-fashioned child abduction! Huzzah!

Meanwhile, at the AVENGERS MANSION, some super-fast entity that just looks like a beam of light is ricocheting all over the, uh, Avengers Library Room. All the Avengers are in a tizzy! I see Thor, Metal-Headband, Red Eyes, Purple Helmet, Bug Lady, Tiger Legs, all your favorites! Captain America is there too, and man this really pisses me off, the thing is Captain America’s new shield. Thor stops it from bouncing around the room with his big Thor Hammer! “Tony, I want to thank you for making me a new shield…” he says gratefully to who I assume is Tony Stark, who looks like an Elvis impersonator. And here I was thinking that he was going to have to find a way to travel to the bottom of the ocean to recover his original, trusty Big Circle With a Star In The Middle. But no.

Captain America doesn’t like this shield though. It doesn’t have the right feel. “It was one-of-a-kind,” says Tony Stark of his old shield, “nothing new will be balanced quite the way it was. Still, hang on to that one. Maybe you can get used to it…in time…”

Oh yeah, get used to THIS!: *makes a penis entering vagina motion with fingers* Ha!

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Hey Namor, get your junk a little closer to our faces, why don’t you?

It’s funny seeing this house of superheroes griping openly about Captain Fuckface. Finding his dumb shield in the ocean could take months. Some guy with a fishscale speedo called Namor has been looking for it, but he’s been fucking busy with other things. See that double asterisk? That means he’s been doing shit in Marvel Team-Up! This is according to another footnote? Perhaps his “team-up” involves a very aggressive 69-ing with Aquaman and he’s not to be disturbed with shield-related matters. Aquaman isn’t even a Marvel hero! That’s how taboo it is!

Anyway, the original shield is fucking gone, ok? Cap’n is sadface.

He walks through town getting gawked at by fans. Thanks for saving us from Onslaught! Thanks for saving us from nuclear missiles! Cap’n wants none of it. He finds this level of attention grating. Maybe he should work at Target instead of being a superhero. Comes with a territory, ingrate. As he moves down the street, he catches a news report on a TV in a shop window that declares Hydra’s intention to blow up Washington D.C. as retaliation for the Good Cap’n thwarting their cute nuclear strike in the previous issue. They want to face Captain America alone, and immediately, so he fucks off to Washington. Alone. And immediately.

We cut to Hydra headquarters! A bunch of Green Fucks are talking about Modam being dead! And I’m like “who the fuck is Modam”? That’s a dumb name! What was her dog’s name? Routar? ANYWAY, there’s a new chief in town. A new Supreme Hydra, if you will, and it’s some pink-haired mess and he wants to be called the “Sensational Hydra” instead. Then he chops one of the Lesser Hydra’s arms off while the Lesser Hydras whisper plots to each other about overthrowing this douchebag.

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Expect disproportional responses ONLY when I’m in charge! Heil Hyrdra! *goosestep*

He wipes his bloody sword off on another Hydra’s sleeve and asks the shaken crew of Lesser Hydras if everything is prepared at the Smithsonian. They quiver and mumble. The Sensational Hydra is satisfied.

Captain America is leaping down the street like some super-serious no-personality dipshit. When asked what his plan is, his only response is “Stop Hydra.” OK, Captain No-Charisma.

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Please, mister, we’re scared and lost and alone and we’ve pooped our respective flared OshKosh B’Gosh jeans!

He enters the Smithsonian, which is eerily quiet. Warily, he makes his way through a large room, eyes darting every which way. A bomb is suddenly dropped from an airplane hanging on the ceiling, which he dodges by MERE INCHES! “I can see this is going to be a long day.” he grumbles. That’s when he spots those Rude Boys from earlier.

The Rude Boys are scared and are pissing their pants and they want their pacifiers and their mommies and their binkies and their bottoms powdered! They are right next to an exhibit of Captain America and Fishscale Speedo beating up enemies in a trench during some sort of war. World War II? Did they use trenches in World War II? Wasn’t that more of a World War I thing? “Dude, how old are you?” asks one of the rapscallions, to which Cap’n replies “Old enough to know better.” Snap! Captain America snap! He tells the kids to follow him and stay close; Hydra is using history as a weapon. “Good one…’cause history bores me to death.” answers one of the kids in yet another example of Mark Waid’s side-splitting comic relief.

They pass by a Great Chicago Fire exhibit, which was rigged to blast a ton of heat in their direction. Next, the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake exhibit, which was rigged to quake and explode under their feet. Cap’n gives props to Hydra, who “are more clever than I thought”. If “clever” means “setting up explosives everywhere” then I guess it doesn’t take much to impress Captain Numbskull.

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…or literally ANYONE else! Timothy McVeigh! The Unabomber! Is Jeffrey Dahmer still alive in 1998? How about him, I LIKE him!

Next, they enter a room of Hydra Dudes and Captain America hesitates. He’s thinking of the children, you see, even though they don’t deserve to be thought of at all! Hell, they’re disappointed in Captain America too, and they name-drop a couple of other Marvel heroes that I can consider as possible recommended reading to cleanse the palate after this load of horsefuck!

With the Hydra Butts circling the three of them and aiming their guns to kill. Cap’n has no choice but to throw his shield to disarm all of them in one boomerang motion. He succeeds in knocking out a few guns out of a few hands, but he misses the shield upon re-entry because that Tony Stark shitface can’t make a proper goddamn adamantium/vibranium shield to save his Robert Downey Shitface Jr. life! Now he’s defenseless, and one Hydra Guy prepares his automatic rifle!

Again, thinking of the children, Captain America leaps in front of the two little punks and catches a back full of bullets! He crashes to the floor and remains still.

THE END!

Wait, there’s more.

In New York City, a blonde woman named Sharon Carter, known as Agent 13, enters a barbershop that has a special secret barbershop chair that takes her to S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters! When she gets there, the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are less than happy to see her. “You’re sniffin’ around for somethin’, Carter, admit it.” She doesn’t admit it. Then there’s a big fat editor’s note in the corner that says “MORE ON THIS NEXT ISSUE!”. Ok, well, fuck me then.

We’re back at the Smithsonian where Captain America is lying facedown on the floor with his big blue buttcheeks in the air. The Hydra Goons are in awe of the Famous Shield that is now in their possession! Wait’ll the Boss gets a load of this! It’s all shiny and round. Beautiful.

While Hydra Putz #2 waxes poetic about the big shiny shield, the Rude Boys attempt to run away unsuccessfully. “Captain America can’t help you now!” says Hydra Putz #4 or whatever, but Hydra Putz #9 points to a spot of blood on the floor where Crap-Ton America used to lie. He’s not there anymore, you see. He gone.

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He gone.

Hydra is MAD! They take it out on the blonde kid. Hydra Putz #41 gets all up in his face and yells at him, tells him that Captain America sucks because he doesn’t kill bad guys. Only bad guys do the killing! And he’s a bad guy pointing a gun at the kid’s forehead about to do some real gangster shit. The kid’s pants start to fill with poop. Just brimming with poop. The other kid gets a gun to his head too. Poop ensues.

“Captain you better get the FUCK out here before we blast these kids’ brains out with our big shooty guns, you blue piece of shit!” says Hydra, and I’m paraphrasing here. Captain America takes the bait, and comes back into the room with a non-round but still America-colored shield. It does the trick.

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Action Shot! Na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na-na

A montage of badassery fills the next page as Cap’n makes short work of these Hydra Dunces with his new museum-exhibit shield that I guess is actually made of material that can be deemed shield-like. Once they’re all taken care of, Cap’n leads the little bitch kids out of the museum.

Later, Cap’n talks to the Smithsonian bigwig. He lets me, the audience, know that the new shield is actually a replica of Cap’n’s original shield, and that he “can’t get over how familiar it felt”. As comfy and snug as his own dick, I’m sure. The Smithsonian bigwig tells him that, by all means, keep the stupid thing!

Remember the crisis negotiator from the beginning of the issue? Agent McElroy? The guy who did literally nothing to negotiate a crisis whatsoever for the duration of this situation? He and Cap’n have a quick heart-to-heart, and McElroy is floored that Cap’n knows who he is. “We should work together sometime.” says the Captain. “Wow.” says McElroy.

What a joy.

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Darrr…. uhhhh… buuuuhhh…

The press surrounds Captain America and bombard him with the really tough questions. Questions like “shouldn’t Hydra be stopped?” The Captain rubs two brain cells together and realizes for the first time that, yeah, maybe they should be stopped. Captain declares WAR ON HYDRA, and will not rest until the organization is eradicated from the planet.

Back in Hydra HQ, this message is being broadcast. The Sensational Hydra isn’t paying attention; he’s too busy practice-swinging with a severed arm. That old chestnut! The Hydra lackeys are concerned, but the Sensational One has a plan:

“Bring me…Batroc.”

Final Thoughts

I have too many enemies to keep track of already. From the first issue, there’s the Strikeforce Ukiyoe, Deathstrike, Renny the woman in Istanbul, and Kang the Conqueror. In the second issue, there’s the Hydra Organization. In this issue, there’s the Sensational Hydra, Batroc, and, arguably, the rest of the Avengers because, let’s face it, Captain America is a nuisance.

I don’t have much to say yet. I’m bewildered right now as to how this might come together into a real cohesive story anytime soon. Until next time, LIVE LONG AND PROSPER nerds.

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2 – “Sinestro (Part 2)”

* Part 2 of 6 of the Sinestro storyline *

Welcome to Loneliness & Cheeseburgers Presents: Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2 – “Sinestro (Part 2)”! In the previous installment, we meet Sinestro right away! You know, he seems important since his name is in the title of these issues and everything. He’s from a planet called Korugar, and he just got his green ring back even though he was a total asshole in the past!

Meanwhile, Hal Jordan, the hero, I think, sounds right to me anyway, he’s some loser who got his ring confiscated! Not only that, but he got evicted from his apartment, he landed himself in jail by accidentally punching out an actor during a movie taping, and he pissed off Carol Ferris! Carol Ferris! You know, some lady!

Sinestro appears in Jordan’s apartment building and tells him to listen to everything he says in order to get his ring back.

My guess is that Jordan will listen to everything Sinestro says in order to get his ring back.


Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2 [December, 2011]
Written by: Geoff Johns
“Sinestro (Part 2)”

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2

With Sinestro on these covers, you’d think Sinestro was the real hero here! Well, he has the ring and Hal Jordan doesn’t! Apples, how do you like dem?

Jordan is standing slumped in the hallway while Sinestro impatiently awaits a response. It should be an easy one; Sinestro claims that Hal Jordan’s a fucking mess anyway even with the ring. Jordan’s mad that Sinestro, of all people, gets to have one right now. “No one gave it to you. It malfunctioned. It picked you by mistake.” Jordan tells him desperately through gritted teeth.

He’s not taking this well at all. No poise. No grace. No tact.

So, yeah, when Hal Jordan threatens the guy with the ring, the guy with the ring shoots his powerful green ring light at him. Sinestro uses his power to create a platform hovering directly over the city street, dozens of stories high. They both stand on it.

“I’m not afraid of you.” Jordan clenches, looking kind of like BJ Novak from The Office and just as intimidating. “As if that mattered.” Sinestro retorts. Guy with the ring, remember?

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2

Easy there, Cheekbones McGinty.

Sinestro takes this opportunity to be high-and-mighty about the sad little Earthlings. Pffft, a real bush-league planet. Back on Korugar there’s, like, chocolate waterfalls! And…uh, blowjob robots. Earth sucks! And did Hal Jordan ever use the ring to try to make his home planet a better place? Not at all! He just flew around in green airplanes like some sort of Green Lantern John Travolta!

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2

Look at it this way, Hal, he likes you enough to keep putting a ring on it.

Sinestro conjures up a ring in midair and allows Jordan to take it, which he happily does and gears up Green-Lantern style. Sinestro tells him he’s offering him another chance, but Jordan immediately uses his new power to vanquish Sinestro with a big ol’ “adios, motherfucker!”. Sinestro blocks it with a force-field. “Are you finished?” he drawls while Jordan makes an ass of himself for the twentieth time that night. Jordan is furious! Something is wrong with the ring! HA HA! Hardly! Sinestro created it in a way that renders him immune to any of its attacks! Plus, he can turn off its power anytime he wants! Dumbass! Hal Jordan is a dumbass.

So, needless to say, Jordan is at Sinestro’s mercy. He has to do everything Sinestro says if Jordan’s going to gallivant around with a powerful eat-my-shit ring like that. And nothing can be done without Sinestro’s approval. No time for that talk now, though, something’s going on at the big city bridge! Jordan flies off, with Sinestro exasperatingly tailing him.

Some object fell from the sky and tore a giant hole on the side of an occupied suspension bridge. A car containing a family is teetering over the edge of the hole; the dad tries to push his young son out the window in the hands of a lady trying to help, but the car goes over the side with the woman trying to hang onto the dad’s arm in desperation.

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2

Straight out of Final Destination 23.

Jordan uses his ring to create a giant magnet to keep the car from falling, but the woman continues to plunge. At the last minute, he swoops down to catch her in his arms! She’s thankful and they give each other the ol’ fuck-me eyeballs, but then Sinestro eliminates Jordan’s powers. The woman falls again, then the car, and then the bridge continues to collapse. “TURN MY RING BACK ON!” Jordan demands, but Sinestro refuses. Jordan’s pissed! “You need to learn a lesson here, Jordan.” Sinestro tells him simply and cars cascade into the river below and people are desperately hanging onto the pavement and railings Final Destination 5 style. Sinestro then tells him to watch and learn.

Sinestro uses his own powers to not only save the woman, the car, and everyone else, but he completely repairs the bridge. Something Jordan didn’t think to do while he was eye-fucking the woman he saved! Jordan gets his powers back and they both fly away.

Sinestro tries to tell Jordan that a Green Lantern is supposed to be more than just a “costumed savior”. Jordan doesn’t want to hear it, and he still thinks Sinestro got his own ring back by less-than-savory means.

No time for that either, right now. The thing that destroyed the bridge? It’s a living creature, and now they have to fight it. It’s GORGOR, THE SQUELCHY GROSS TENTACLES THING! AND HE KNOWS THE SINESTRO BETRAYED THE YELLOW LIGHT! GWARHRHAR! HARHLGRGRLRRR! SQUISH SQUISH!

So they both fight this thing, whose only agenda is to take Sinestro back to Korugar so that he can “win the right to control the corps”. Gorgor will, not Sinestro. I’m guessing Sinestro would be dead and without any right to control anything anymore. Whoever kills Sinestro takes his place, it seems. So Sinestro is a hot commodity among squelchy yellow light tentacled beasts right now.

Sinestro remains high and mighty and he’s tired of everyone’s shit!

Green Lantern (Vol. 5), Issue #2

I’M the right one! YOU’RE all WRONG! RAWR! *teeth gnashing*

He summons a giant green sword and stabs through this bastard, killing it immediately.

This is finally the part where he tells Hal Jordan that his planet has been enslaved by his own army. And they’re both going to team up to help destroy them.

Final Thoughts

I don’t know how this compares to Green Lantern Classic, but this is already pretty engaging. Maybe it helps to know absolutely nothing about the Green Lanterns, the corps, the rings, the mythology, nor anything else. Plus, if Sinestro is indeed supposed to be a villain, then he already seems multi-faceted with a non-obvious moral compass.

But hey, there’s plenty of time left for this to start sucking! Sinestro (Part 3) is right around the corner, my dudes. See you then!

[2021 Overflow] Carcass, Empyrium, and the Hold Steady

The January overflow continues with 2021 records from Carcass, Empyrium, and the Hold Steady. Get ’em while they’re lukewarm!


Carcass – Torn Arteries
(September 17, 2021)

Carcass - Torn Arteries

When I firmly placed Torn Arteries, with conviction, into the #14 slot of my 2021 Top 25, I was wont to use the phrase “beefy” to describe the burly, robust, thick and heady musicianship from this well-seasoned, influential death metal band. Beefy beefy beefy beefy.

Carcass has been around forever, and they’ve undergone as many stylistic shifts as I’ve undergone ritual pagan colonoscopies! That is to say, about five. Speedy goregrind to technical death metal, and slowly moving into what I would consider more of a death ‘n’ roll aesthetic overtime. Seems silly to compare something like this to classic rock, but this whole record gives me strong mid-’70s-era hard rock vibes. I’m reminded of AC/DC, Alice Cooper, Deep Purple, and Aerosmith, odd as that may sound; the heavy use of obvious blues-based song structures and the bombastic give-no-fucks attitude are hard to miss. There just happen to be a lot of raspy guttural vocals as well.

The infectious energy here is what really sells me. These guys are in their 50s now; they don’t sound like a young band, but they still have the ferocious vitality of a young band. What may otherwise be cookie-cutter heavy metal tunes are constantly elevated by Bill Steer’s fierce guitar work. That, plus they’re not afraid to throw in some oddball Middle Eastern scales or tasteful synthetic handclaps here and there. That kind of shit gets bonus points from me.

Honestly, I’m still surprised I like this so much considering it really is Death Metal Lite. Ultimately, Torn Arteries feels like a familiar classic. Another worthy addition to an excellent discography.

Early Verdict:


Empyrium – Über den Sternen
(February 26, 2021)

Empyrium - Über den Sternen

My neofolk opinions have been painted negatively by the passion its musicians tend to have with fascism and Nazism. Much of the genre is rooted in ’70s industrial sensibilities, which sought to be deliberately subversive and boundary-pushing. That mentality, coupled with the folk mentality of “sticking to European history and traditions”, I guess fascism and neofolk go hand-in-hand. Much of the time, possibly in the case with Douglas Pearce and his very popular neofolk outfit Death in June, the artists are just merely intrigued by the history and may, in practice, vehemently oppose the views. Still, though. Bleh.

Most of the neofolk stuff I know is punk-adjacent. I don’t know much of the metal-adjacent stuff other than some of the lighter side of Agalloch, but unless I hit the jackpot with Empyrium and it’s all chaff from here, I’m in for a ride. Consider me converted on heavy metal-inspired neofolk. Über den Sternen is a masterpiece of traditional acoustic folk arrangements and exhilarating black/doom metal heaviness. No cheesy balladry, no dancing elves, no over-the-top power chords, and best of all, no artificial, by-the-book, stilted soullessness. Warmth! Warmth all around!

I’m glad I binged on this album during the desolate Chicago winter hellscape I currently find myself in, it’s a perfect compliment to the icy conditions some of these powerful riffs are trying to plow through. The gorgeously plaintive acoustic instrumental “Moonrise” cuts through a stark, hauntingly quiet backdrop like a smoldering knife, while tracks like “A Lucid Tower Beckons on the Hills Afar” and the “The Wild Swans” flex their frosty, punishingly cruel edges. The latter especially has some real Opethian melancholy, like crawling across a tundra for the sake of appreciating the beauty.

I’m floored. It’s a lot of what I want from the softer side of extreme music without the cheese. I can’t wait to rummage through everything else in the metal neofolk…storage…uh, hut.

Early Verdict:


The Hold Steady – Open Door Policy
(February 19, 2021)

The Hold Steady - Open Door Policy

The Hold Steady is always great. Eight albums in, these seasoned bar hound slackers bring their A game once again with a big, delicious slab of Springsteen-style heartland rock.

Notably, the lyrics to Open Door Policy were written before the pandemic, but features many themes that were made all the more relevant in the wake of the Life and Times of COVID. Technology, capitalism, societal connections, isolation. The human condition. An aging rock band has aging philosophical musings to go along with it. I’ve seen complaints over the years that the band’s focus has moved on from “hell yeah we’re going to party haha look at that drunk guy” to “oh man maybe were getting too old to keep doing this shit and I have a flight to catch at 7:30am for that business meeting with my vendor but haha look at that drunk guy”. And I’m 100% cool with that.

In the end, though, it doesn’t matter, because most of the allure of the vocals doesn’t come from the stories themselves, but from Craig Finn’s everyman storytelling style. He’s one of those guys who could be reading directions off the shampoo bottle and you’d still be rapt in attention. Here are some fun passages, the very first verse of “Spices”: “She sent a picture of a plethora of poker chips spread out on the bed between a mouth and a leg/She said ‘there’s pretty many people already but still I wish you were here’“. Or “Unpleasant Breakfast”: “You just can’t keep throwing up and then cover it with sawdust/And expect us not to notice and pretend it didn’t happen“. This is the Hold Steady charm right here.

Musically, it’s fantastic. Hard-hitting piano-driven rock music that is often way more upbeat than the lyrical matter. This time around, the band gels as a unified whole rather than merely a vehicle for Finn’s nutso poetry. I’m hoping they can continue to thrive with this worth ethic. And were those parts of “Lanyards” supposed to sound like the titles to “Chariots of Fire”? Me likey.

Early Verdict: