Sourballs Vs. Subject Matter

Could the Sourballs do a song with a positive lesson like the Candy Hearts just did? I asked myself that question, and the answers were 1) nah, probably not, and 2) this comic.

Sorry this one took so long. Personal reasons. Shitty week. Better now.

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(1) I can’t believe I let myself get rooked into that vacation timeshare in sunny FORLORN HILL
(2) THE DEAD FLIES
(3) smokin’ on stage!

1) And it’s really less of a hill, and more of a desolate, jagged pile of rocks.
2) Who apparently recorded one of her all-time favorite albums!
3) The BVBverse has phenomenally lax rules about all things smoking-related.

I keep reading this over again and soaking up the costumes. Hope your week gets better!

Thanks!
I’ll take any excuse to do a page that has multiple costume changes, and there’s something about it that’s just really funny to me when it’s like a musical montage.

The idea of using ragged wedding dressed was already pretty good… But seeing Arsenic in one just blew my mind. LOVE LOVE LOVE this comic!

Thanks!
I think the fact that he was immediately on board with this wedding dress thing, in a “oh, yeah, I get what you’re going for” way, is pretty representative of why Turpentine and Arsenic are best friends.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8GBMN2BaMkY

to clarify, this is this

Oh, totally!
Man, that brings me back. There’s this whole little section of my brain just lovingly devoted to remembering bits of banter from live recordings of 90s alt/grunge/etc bands.

Turpentine’s foot on the amp is very 90’s-grunge-Courtney Love. I feel like Sourballs’ whole vibe is like that which may be why I love them so much.

Oh, yeah, definitely. I’m a huge, huge fan — I feel like it’s almost impossible to overstate how much love I have in my heart for early 90s Hole especially. I want to put on the dress in this comic and stage a wedding ceremony between me and the copies of Live Through This and Pretty On The Inside that I’ve had for so many years.

Golden Compass/BVB crossover, also known as How I Took Up a Lot of Space, or How I Made a Fool of Myself In Front of One of My Favorite Artists:

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Turpintine twirled her finger in the air, sarcasm dripping from her voice. “Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know. Sunshine an puppies an lollipops for everyone. Would you like a medal with that?”

Arsenic murmured something unintelligible around his sucker, leering pointedly at Zero. The drummer just smiled back, his moth daemon a tranquil flicker red and brown against his dark hair. Inscrutable as ever. Arsenic pouted, slumping against the wall like a toddler who lost his favorite toy. His ragged grey tabby daemon gave him a disdainful look and continued washing her paw, eyes wandering lazily across the room.

As usual the band’s little spat quickly turned into a full-out band battle.

A sleek black rat slipped up and hunched at Rosie’s side, only a breath separating them. His ear flickered as Turpentine delivered a particularly growling power chord. Honey slipped into a soaring counterpoint, and the spaniel all but trembled in response.

“You smell like cigarette smoke, darling.” She sniffed with only half-playful disdain.

“And you sound like a seventy-year-old woman, doll. Live a little. Just ‘cause the brats are fighting dodn’t mean we have to.”

The spaniel laughed quietly, her tail beating the ground just once. “I don’t think that Arty and Sandy feel the same way.” The raven was circling the band overhead, occasionally dive-bombing a fluffy little Papillon. Sandy was fearless, leaping up to snap at the mocking bird’s talons, yipping fiercely at his mocking laughter. Cherry and Domme never could keep their rivalry under wraps.

“Your friends are little finks, Tartar-sauce.”

The rat only snapped his teeth just short of her ear in reply, earning a gentle sideswipe of a paw that made Turpentine’s fingers stumble…

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(Notes of interest: Rosie’s “real” name is Roberta, and since Heidi was a kid she’s had to call her Robert in mixed company. However at some point her band heard her talking about her guitar, assumed she was talking about her daemon, and one thing lead to another. “Tartarus” is actually named Darin, and “Arty/Artemis” is Lawrence. Arsenic’s daemon’s name is too long and pretentious, so he calls her Boots.)

Aaaaa! THIS IS AMAZING. I love that you did this. Oh man, all the well-thought-out choices about what animals the daemons are, and their names (and it’s been so long since I read the series — I’d almost forgotten how the dynamics of this human/daemon society played out, especially re: gender, but it’s all coming back now). Of course Turpentine has a black rat, and Arsenic has a cat who’s sort of blasé in a catlike way about everything. Heeeeeeee. Awesome. Bonus points for the word “finks”.

I like that this also addresses a minor thing that I’ve thought has been a bit of an elephant in the room since day one — the bands have this parallel structure of one guy and three girls, but so far we’ve never seen the two guys directly interact, or seen any indication of what they think about each other, if they do at all.

I’m so glad you like it. ^^ (I’m seriously flattered.) Sorry it wasn’t longer, but there was only so much I could do without messing around with the characters too much.

I actually think that Domme and Zero are the only two who are settled, since they’re the only ones that are the least bit mature. The others have picked forms that are just as much about the way they would LIKE to be seen as how they actually are.

(I know you settle sooner in the books, but in real life your personality isn’t really “set” until you’re in your mid-to-late twenties.)

Arsenic totally picked a battered alley-cat to piss off his parents. And Honey probably is a spaniel for the opposite reason. Perhaps in a daemonish world Domme gets interested in feminism because of people having an… interesting… reaction to her bird-daemon?

Gosh, I love this kind of thing so much! Worldbuilding FTW!

and she haunts me deep inside my flesh! 😀 THIS is the t-shirt you’re not going to make!

i assume that’s a lyric from the song that’s not romantic that is about eating a twin in utero

This assumption would be correct!
BVB is like dozens of homoerotic shirt phrases I’m not going to make.

I love the Sourballs so much. <3 This is ridiculous, but I kinda have a crush on Turpentine.

Crushes on cartoon characters are totally normal to me! I’m actually, genuinely surprised whenever the topic comes up and someone claims they’ve never had one.

I split my crush time between Foxy and Zero’s sister.