Cartoons, cartoons, cartoons.... John Crowther's Cartoon Odyssey

I think of it as The Fool's Journey. I've been asked who the "fool" is. It's me, but in the classical sense of the court jester. Only the fool was allowed to tell the king of his follies. All cartoons are available as prints or originals, framed or unframed, through my website or e-mail. For mugs, t-shirts, and other products visit my gift shop at www.zazzle.com/jcrowtherart* (be sure to include the *).

Friday, December 29, 2006

Off Their Rockers


I take heart in the fact that rock is here to stay. I was a high school junior when a classmate came back after a vacation with Elvis's first album, known then to an elite few. What a breath of fresh air it was, after growing up being force fed Abba Dabba Honeymoon, Che Sera Sera, I've Got a Lov-ah-lee Bunch of Coconuts (made popular by Merv Griffin), and Mule Train. Then came the Beatles, and my generation's affront to grownups slid into the mainstream. Today The Rolling Stone and other rockers who are left from back then have oxygen and defibrillators backstage, just in case. One thing hasn't changed though, the older generation for the most part scorns the music of the younger generation ("you call that noise music?"), and some of the most cutting edge work comes from kids barely out of high school. And Middle America (speaking culturally, not geographically) gets its treacle fix from "American Idol" rather than the likes of Phil Harris and Doris Day.

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

So glad to know someone who has a great sense of humor and does cartoons that make a point. This one with the two old ladies really struck a chord because my mother in law lives in a home with 3 other old ladies and 2 don't hear well but won't wear hearing aids. One had earphones and a radio sort of thing to hear what is going on but doesn't like the way the earphones 'mess up her hair'.

As many of us who remember rock's early years get older, we'll be sitting around with headphones .. rocking to the beat! Thanks.

8:56 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Love this one, John C.

4:39 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

>>And Middle America (speaking culturally, not geographically) gets its treacle fix from "American Idol" rather than the likes of Phil Harris and Doris Day.<<

Sir, you Yankees may think of Mr.Harris' "That What I Like About the South" as treacle, but down here below the Mason-Dixie line we call it molasses. As for "Ding Dong Daddy from Dumas" and "Smoke, Smoke That Cigarette" that, sir, is pure Kentucky moonshine!

6:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

P.S. And you effete northerners should also know that "Dumas" is a town in Texas and has nothing to do with that Frenchman who wrote the one about the musketeers.

6:44 AM  

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