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Got free concert tickets yet again. The headlining band was an act who called themselves The National. Not usually my thing. However, this weekend I needed music that was more low-key and mellow. So it worked out.

After checking out a tiny bit of Bushwick Open Studios 2018, I headed out to Forest Hills Stadium once again. It would be the venue’s last concert until next year. Now I had tickets for both Saturday and Sunday nights. Sunday sounded better only because Cat Powers was on the lineup.

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Cat Powers performing live at Forest Hills Stadium, Queens NY. Sept. 30, 2018.

In 2018, Forest Hills Stadium has become my favorite venue. There’s many reasons. It’s close to where I reside, the bathrooms are clean, the food is decent, lots of open space so it never gets too crowded, there’s history attached to this place, and the commute is easy.

There’s only one thing to complain about. It’s the beer prices. This year they were really steep. Okay, so you expect to pay more for alcohol at a concert or sporting event. I get it. But $14 for Red Stripe lager? Bwahahaha! The cheapest beer brand there was Heineken. Ain’t no way in hell I’m paying ten bucks for that crap. Especially as a beer snob. Ordering any of the IPAs really hurt your wallet. One of my favorites, and also a local brewery gem known as Finback was on their menu. In the beginning of the season, when I saw Robert Plant live, Finback cost you $15. Then when I went back to see Culture Club and The B-52s, they spiked the price up to $17. Apparently they had a change of heart and reduced the price by a dollar. For CAKE Finback was $16. It’s enough to make someone sober. In the meantime I consoled myself with some grapefruit flavored IPA. Yes, I paid $12 for that bullshit. Knowing they were going to charge my card, I wrote “RIP OFF” in big words on the cashier tablet instead of my real name. What do you know – they charged me anyway. Just like I figured. Next time do yourself a favor and go straight to the Finback brewery itself.

 

Then there was the crowd itself. Usually the Forest Hills Stadium audience is a mixture of different concert goers. For The National, the audience all looked like gentrifiers who would price me out of my own neighborhood. To be fair though, the two concerts, Saturday and Sunday, were pretty decent. It was a tiny bit of escapism needed at that moment. Oh, and I photobombed some other concert attendees.

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Got “photobombing” down to a science. Forest Hills Stadium, Sunday Sept. 30th, 2018.

Already mentioned Cat Powers. Was also impressed by Future Islands. Best part about both nights of The National was their stage backdrop and lighting. Missed most of the bands on Saturday, but caught the entire lineup on Sunday. I’ll go back listening to the harder music later in the week.

Anyway, here’s the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week, which has nothing to do with the concerts I just described.

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You knew it was coming…social media promo time.

Facebook: pages for Psycho Bunny and for Michele Witchipoo – WitchesBrewPress.

 Twitter: One account for me, and one for Psycho Bunny.

Tumblr: World Ov Witchipoo

Instagram: there’s WitchipooArt.

Get yourself some cool stuff on RedBubble, featuring my designs. There’s dresses, tee shirts, notebooks, etc. The notebooks, and the Quentin Crisp tees seems to be one of the best selling items.

End of October, I will have a table at a small comic con in Upstate NY.

Come back next week for a new Psycho Bunny sketch, when I’m not such so much in a bad mood. This week is NYCC 2018 (New York Comic Con). Keep a lookout for another commission I’ll be posting.

Oh, and one more thing…FUCK Kavanaugh!

 

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A few weeks back I attended the Culture Club and The B-52s concert over at Forest Hills stadium. It wasn’t my first seeing both of these acts live. It was more that both groups were such a part of my early teen years, and that it was right in my own backyard in Queens, NY.

When I was about 11 or 12, I brought the first B-52s album. I was the first kid on the block to have that record, and most likely the only one. It was early ’80’s in lower working class Queens. I was considered the school weirdo. Having this album only solidified my case. Not that I really cared.

When my friend used to come over, I introduced her to Rock Lobster. I made her wear old wigs dug out from my mother’s closet, which my mom wasn’t too happy about. I wasn’t happy because the wigs weren’t styled like in beehive hairdos. In my bedroom we pretended to be Kate and Cindy, wearing mom’s old forgotten wigs. We danced to most of the songs on side one, because vinyl still ruled in those days. That album cover is still pretty iconic to me.

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Eventually I grew out of The B-52s. By the time “Love Shack” hit the charts, I was more into Post Punk, Goth, Industrial and anything non mainstream.

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Concert attendee at the Culture Club/B-52s show at Forest Hills stadium. Sat. July 28th, 2018. Photo by Michele Witchipoo.

Fast forward to July 2019 in Forest Hills stadium. (Wasn’t the band’s first time. The B-52s played Forest Hills stadium back in 1983. Most of the crowd was dancing to such classics like ’52 Girls’, ‘Planet Claire’, and what surprised me was ‘Mesopotamia.’ Of course they played ‘Love Shack’ and ‘Roam.’ You can see their set list here.

Thus leads to the first of the two latest sketches of the week. Decided to throw in two instead of one, due to last week’s absence.

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Psycho Bunny’s friends as The B-52s. Based on the comic written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo on WitchesBrewPress. Aug. 2018.

After The B-52s came Culture Club. I’ve mentioned dressing like the two women from The B-52s. However, it was the arrival of Boy George that took it from the bedroom to public display. I began to copy the Boy’s look. While going to class, I wore the hat, the baggy clothes, etc. Even had his dance moves down. Once again, I was the first kid on the block to embrace Boy George and crew. Also one of the very few. Boy George wasn’t very popular in the junior high I attended. In fact, that’s when I experienced homophobia.

Dressing like Boy George gave people the impression that they could insult me. Everyday I heard nasty remarks from other schoolmates such as “You know he’s gay, right?” “Why do you like him? He’s a man dressed like a woman!” “Boy George is a fag!” “Fag lover!!!” “You look like a freak!” “Hahahaha….” It was usually followed by “Why don’t you be normal, and listen to Michael Jackson like the rest of us?” Which led to my distaste of anything remotely related to Michael Jackson. To this day, if I hear just a few notes from a Jackson song, it makes me nauseous. I just equate Michael Jackson to general hypocrisy. Jackson is dead, and I still can’t stand the guy. It’s not his fault. It was my junior high classmates. The association. His music and image still reminds me of everything fake in today’s pop culture.

Because of all this rude behavior, it influenced me to look beyond my immediate Queens surroundings. I applied for those magnet high schools just to get away from all those rotten close minded classmates. Eventually I got accepted into the High School of Art and Design. Thanks to Art & Design, it lead me straight into a path of downtown Manhattan subculture, discovering Greenwich Village, stumbling upon small import record shops, cool clothing stores, and of course, Punk and Goth. Thus my high school years fared a helluva lot better than junior high.

I’ll never forget when word came out that I was not heading towards that local war zone, Byrant High School. Some guy quipped “oh, so you’re not going to the same high school as everyone else? What’s the matter? You’re too good for us now?”

Uh actually, when I think about it…yeah.

Not going to Byrant was one of the best decisions I ever made in my life. From what I heard years later, my suspicions were all confirmed. Thanks, but no thanks. This should explain my misanthropy.

‘ “Why does everybody gets so excited when we go back into the past? It just amazes me. It’s just metaphorical.” ‘ – Boy George during the Culture Club concert at Forest Hills stadium, New York. Saturday July 28th, 2018. 

But high school is high school, and life is a lot more than that. It’s still nice to reflect, take in some nostalgia, acknowledge your influences. To be ruled by the past though, is a prison you don’t want to be trapped in. Boy George definitely didn’t want to relive his past. In fact, most of the songs on the Culture Club set list was more like a rock and soul revue than Culture Club’s greatest hits. The opening song was a cover of David Bowie’s “Let’s Dance.” Fret not, they still did some of their greatest hits.

‘ “We’re a living, breathing soap opera. The amount of collective drama on this stage would kill a beginner.” ‘ Boy George during the Culture Club set at Forest Hills Stadium, Saturday July 28th, 2018. 

I appreciated that Culture Club didn’t want to rest of their retro laurels. Boy George himself waxed philosophically that night on the Forest Hills stage. He came across as intelligent and witty. There were times you sensed that he’s acknowledged lessons learned from his past experiences. This was evident with their recent single “Let Somebody Love You.” You never would’ve guessed he assaulted a male escort back in 2009. Then there was the time when he rebuked my friend’s request for an autograph that was meant to be for his mother. His mother was in her final stages of MS.

 Oh that Boy George. He’s such a Gemini.

Despite his shitty transgressions, I will always be thankful for his influence upon my life. It was a positive influence. His public image taught me that it was okay to think outside the box, to be yourself. If it wasn’t for him, Siouxsie Sioux, Joan Jett, Salvador Dali, Andy Warhol, and David Bowie, my outlook might’ve been very different. Probably a lot more bleak.

While I did accomplish a lot, I’m still residing in Queens. For now anyway. As someone who once wanted to ‘escape’ Queens, it’s now become the complete opposite. No thanks to the overall gentrification of NYC. I’ve learned to appreciate all the different cultures within my borough. Manhattan just isn’t the same anymore. Let’s not even talk about what happened with Brooklyn. The Bronx and Staten Island is too far away from everything. So Queens is where I stay. For now.

If you’ve made it this far, thank you. Here’s part two of the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week. Psycho Bunny as classic Boy George.

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Psycho Bunny as Boy George from Culture Club. Based on the comic written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo on WitchesBrewPress. August 2018.

The very next day after the B52s and Culture Club gig, I went to see Slayer over at Jones Beach, Long Island, NY. Talk about one extreme to the other. That will be discussed in next week’s blog post.

…and now. Memorize these social media links:

Facebook: pages for Psycho Bunny and for Michele Witchipoo – WitchesBrewPress.

 Twitter: One account for me, and one for Psycho Bunny.

Tumblr: World Ov Witchipoo

Instagram: there’s WitchipooArt.

Get yourself some cool stuff on RedBubble, featuring my designs. There’s dresses, tee shirts, notebooks, etc. The notebooks, and the Quentin Crisp tees seems to be one of the best selling items. Just in time for Pride.

One of my hobbies is documenting what goes riding the NYC subway lines: Wildlife On The MTA. Cause if you can’t laugh, you’ll cry. MTA passengers know what I’m talking about. Even better: My WildlifeOnTheMTA Instagram is active once again.

Come back next week for a new Psycho Bunny sketch. Remember to bring in good karma.

 

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Usually I post a new sketch every Monday. This week I’ve been late.

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To make up for this, I did not only one, but three sketches. The last sketch will be posted on time next Monday. Promise.

Onto the second sketch. Just commenting on a holiday I’m not particularly fond of. Spoken about this before. Not going to bore with my disdain. I’ll let the sketch speak of itself.

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So enjoy your amateur drinking day, and remember that there were never any snakes in Ireland.

If that didn’t piss you off, you can always follow me on other social media. Facebook: Psycho Bunny comix, Michele Witchipoo – WitchesBrewPress, and my hobby, taking photos while riding NYC transit called Wildlife On The MTA. There’s also Twitter for myself, and for Psycho Bunny. There is something called Tumblr. Last, there’s always my Instagram account, Witchipoo Art.

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Still have to post the other Inktober 2017 sketches. Meanwhile guess this will count as one of them. Introducing the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week for Monday, Oct. 23rd, 2017.

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Psycho Bunny sketch of the week for Oct. 23, 2017. Based on the comic written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo on WitchesBrewPress.

Here’s some social media in case you want to slander, spread lies, basic misunderstandings, miscommunication, er, I meant ‘follow.’ Yeah, that’s it. Follow.

 

Facebook: Psycho Bunny and Michele Witchipoo-WitchesBrewPress

Tumblr: World Ov Witchipoo

RedBubble: Witchipoo

IG: WitchipooArt

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Psycho Bunny thought it was more appropriate for 2016.

Introducing the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week. The holiday edition.

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Psycho Bunny does a holiday dumpster fire instead of a Yule log. Based on the comic written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo. Dec. 2016. 

Hope everyone had a good holiday season so far. Thanks to the many people who supported me and my comics, illustrations and other work this year.

The usual plugs: Don’t forget to hit “like” for both Facebook pages. There’s one for Psycho Bunny Comix and one for my other illustration work WitchesBrewPress. Psycho Bunny is also on Twitter. Soon I’ll revamp my website for an updated shop menu. The shop will be updated, to make ordering comics easier. Stay tuned.

Happy holidays whatever you celebrate.

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WARNING: Strong language – NSFW

You know you feel the same way too…even if 2017 seems scarier.

Introducing the Psycho Bunny sketch of the week.

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How Psycho Bunny feels about 2016. The Psycho Bunny sketch of the week. Based on the comic written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo, published on WitchesBrewPress. Dec. 2016.

The usual plugs. Don’t forget to like the Psycho Bunny Comix Facebook page. There’s also the WitchesBrewPress FB page for my other illustration work. Till next time.

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Sometimes no matter where you go, there it is. Drama. No matter how hard you try to avoid it, it’s there. In the home, in the street, on the subway…even on good old Facebook.

Don’t even get me started on Facebook.

Anyway, everyone’s favorite angry drunk rabbit Psycho Bunny has his own thoughts about drama. Especially when using NYC’s MTA system. No wonder he drinks.

Introducing, the Psycho Bunny pic of the week.

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Psycho Bunny’s subway drama. Based on the comic Psycho Bunny, written and drawn by Michele Witchipoo. Available on WitchesBrewPress. August 2016. 

Here comes the usual plugs. Psycho Bunny has his own page on Facebook, and so far that’s drama free. My separate illustration work has its own Facebook page as well, WitchesBrewPress. Click ‘like’ on both pages, and then order from my website so you can order Psycho Bunny comics, and other titles.

Till next time…

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