Niagra Detroit's artwork is sensational. A grounding in film iconography and vernacular of the 30's-60's will help and appreciator on the nudge and wink side, but is totally unecessary.
Q: What's harder than writing succinctly and meaningfully about music?
A: Writing succinctly and meaningfully about art.
Take 2 (Sinatra only would've needed one).
Niagra Detroit presents a warp speed technicolour version of the drafts to radical to be produced. She puts mushrooms in the potboiler and then leaks her witchy brew into the metropolitan water supply. Her artwork is as much vivid as it is dark, the upfront pulpy, comical frames confound with as much mystery as they confront with magic.
This dame's got balls. Be careful what you say, you might wake up dead.
There we go.
Here you go.
CHOW
BBQ
PS: This is The Grill's 270th post. In honour of that, Guy Mariano doing a 270 to boardslide. Someday, this blog will be as dope and look as easy.
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