Next up in the new socially distanced world of comic conventions is Rutherglen, this Saturday the 19th at 10am, finishing at 4pm in the Rutherglen Exchange Shopping Centre.
After the last show I’ve decided a more trimmed down display works just as well as dragging 30 boxes around for a one-day show, plus the trimmed down display made me as much money for a small show. Just got to get the right stuff, so come along this Saturday and see just what I’ve got in store for you…
It’s the delayed Euros and Glasgow is shaping up with the fanzone in George Square and the impending sense of doom as Scotland face our first tournament in 23 years (for the men, the women qualified a few years back) with some sense of optomism. Of course most people are prepared for things to fuck up because that would be the most Scottish thing our mens team can do.
But let us revel in this pre-tournament phase of joy and enjoy the fun of this before the usual glorious failure of a Scotland campaign…
Last weekend I set up shop in sunny Cambuslang for the first comic con/mart since Feburary 2020, and in this case it was in the socially distanced spaces of the shopping centre which from my view over the weekend is set in 1985.
To be honest I wasn’t expecting much though I had a minium amount I needed to take to make it worthwhile, and I couldn’t take watching mates hump 20 odd boxes up and down stairs so I trimmed down stock to a minimal amount (eight boxes and a couple of back ups) for the weekend.
Lo and behold things were busy, surprisingly so for what was a small town show, not to mention most of Scotland is in Level 2 Covid restrictions which meant a lot of people will still be inside, however the weather was splendid and people did turn out. One of the things I was worried about was how Covid had affected the market and in this outing, it seems that collectors are coming out of lockdown looking to spend money so I was selling some insane stuff, including stuff I’ve lugged around for years. The Sunday was excellent and that’s the worst day normally.
But the event was more about breaking myself back into the world not to mention learning how to stand again without feeling like jelly. Today I feel like I’ve been beaten up but in a good way.
As we slowly unravel after Covid it’s time to assess exactly how the comic market has changed in the last 17 or so months, and to say things have changed is a tad of an understatement. Comics which were barely worth 50p in February 2020 are now pulling in 50 quid plus on Ebay. Then there’s comics worth a few quid then now hitting 100-150 quid, so the story is the pandemic might not have killed off the back issue market though take also into account the work of speculators inflating the market artificially on the search for the perfect ‘key 9.8’.
Anyhow I’ve got a week or so to get my stuff together so this could end up being a lot more fun than expected…
It might only be a local event and relatively small but dear me, have I missed these things something chronic over the last 16 months but in a few short weeks in the sunny climate of Cumbernauld I’m back trading for a smallish two day event.
I’m still sticking to events near Glasgow barring the big Edinburgh events until things get back to full normality, whatever ‘normal’ will be in future. Subsequent events will be announced but please do turn up if you’re in the area, say hello and grab some glorious comics I’ve been waiting 16 months to sell!
Anyone who’s followed this blog for all the years I’d done this will know I am a massive fan of Godzilla in all his big scaly goodness and the recent Godzilla Vs Kong was a cinematic wet dream even if the script sucked harder than a Dyson. So when I found out a Godzilla theme park existed where one could zipline into the mouth of a life-size Godzilla based upon the Shin Godzilla version which is this version.
Which is a great, and scary version. The idea of zipping into its mouth and coming out the back, though not the arse of Godzilla, sent me off to YouTube to find videos of this so here you go.
The chances of me doing now I’m disabled, and in current pandemic conditions means a trip to Japan is ruled out, but looking at this makes me wish it’d been built even just a decade ago because I’d be in and out his maw all bloody day! Thankfully these videos give me a jist of that experience but I do wish someone would build one of these things in Europe.
Good Friday for years meant waking up late morning, going to the cafe to get lunch, then off to the pub for a full 8-12 hour session, followed by a Saturday lying in whatever bed you ended up in. Happy days, but nothing at all religious, but now in my old age Good Friday means sleeping til around 9 instead of getting up at 7am, before enduring another day of lockdown which as there’s no work today involves working on a couple of blogs, one about the insane Lindsay Ellis situation, and some stuff about comics and festivals.
Mainly though it will be about Godzilla versus Kong, oh my, it will be about that. Because this is the best I’ll get to a day where I end up drunkenly chatting up people at 2am in a seedy nightclub in a Midlands town.
So now the point of Good Friday is big monsters twatting the fuckity out of each other. Small things in an aging world…
I saw Nirvana around half a dozen or so times with each time being an experience for one reason or another but the one time I missed out was seeing them play in Newcastle, partly because it was in the legendary Mayfair, a nightclub of many rooms with dark corners where young people of the age did glorious things with drugs and other people’s body parts.
I was a tad annoyed as one can imagine so thanks again to YouTube and the person who had the foresight to go to one of NEwcastle’s finest clubs on one of its best night with a camcorder so this night can be preserved for folk like me.
One of the first games I ever bought for the first Playstation was the Die Hard game, which to this day remains one of the best games I’ve ever played. Many a late drunken night was spent killing terrorists in a game (actually three games) which adapted the first three DIe Hard films and the only ones worth talking about. However apart from Bruce Willis saying ‘happy trails’ when you’ve blown up a dozen terrorist thugs, most people will have the pounding techno soundtrack which was one of the best of a game in the 90s. That soundtrack is now online and it is as glorious as remembered.
Now, a remastered version of Die Hard would be nice.
The usual hard right/left grifters mocked talk of ‘over 100K dead’ yet here we are a year later looking at over 120k dead with one of the highest death rates in the world thanks to a government which followed all the wrong paths changing far too late, coming out of lockdowns too early and repeating the cycle. All the while billions are being spent of track and trace systems which don’t work or bungs to mates of mates while the death toll rose and rose.Thankfully the vaccination program is under the remit of the NHS which is why it’s so successful, but again we have the UK throwing around promises of a ‘normal’ second half of the summer which won’t happen. If they unlock too quickly and allow big events to happen then we’re back in lockdown next winter and I can’t imagine what that’d do to people.
People have to be told now that we’re living with Covid forever. It will change things even with a full vaccinated population, which we won’t get thanks to the anti-vaxxers. We need to have a dicussion as to how things will change rather than bluster through this as Johnson is doing hoping it’ll work out because after a year and 120k dead we should know it won’t.
Hopefully the worst is now however over. This is something remaining to be seen but after a year I’d like it to be in an ideal world, which of course, we don’t live in.