Beautiful Stories for Ugly Children

I'm sure that you've heard me expressing my like for the music of Mr. Bungle some time or another. I first found out about them after a Canadian friend had sent me a graphic novel via post (this was when I was about 21 or something) called A Cotton Candy Autopsy. It was about a group of pyschotic clowns who burnt down the big top and ran off in a car with a freakish two-headed lady. Some of the artwork in it was used on Bungle's first CD, which I found out in '92 after I lent one of my friends the book, and he pointed out a jewel case with a clown that was in the book on the cover. I never got my comic back off him, and I haven't read it for a while.

We have a lot of books at home, but that's just because they've accumulated over the years. We read them once, and seem never to touch them again. Anyway, being dry out of reading material, out of interest, I found a copy of this book on Amazon and it has arrived today. It doesn't seem quite as fucking hilarious and quite as appealing as it did when I was twenty, but it was somewhat interesting to see it again. In fact, I'm quite thrilled to be able to read it again, just because it reminds me of when I was less of a sad bastard. I do really enjoy looking at the artwork in it.

In other news, I think my nephew's started to come out of his Watership Down phase. He's only watched it three times this week. My brother just ordered him the fucking box set on Monday, so we had better not have wasted our money.