March 17, 2018


I’ve been working on an article about the San Francisco producer/musician Patrick Cowley for the next Cramhole. I was introduced to Cowley when I was in an band in Brooklyn and the guitarist wanted to cover one of his songs. But they didn’t tell me it was a cover; I just learned the song from the guitarist. I really loved that experience. We recorded a cover without me knowing it was a cover. Cowley was a dance music producer who loved Rock ‘n’ Roll. Sadly, little is written about Cowley’s life, but he was active during an exciting time in both dance music and San Francisco history.
As research, I’ve read Alice Echols’ excellent book Hot Stuff: Disco and the Remaking of American Culture and The Fabulous Sylvester: The Legend, the Music, the Seventies in San Francisco by Joshua Gamson. Both are great books about the era.

I’ve also been inking this page: “It’s Hard Being Blackula” for the next Cramhole.


That script about the Medieval (i spelled Medieval forst try) metal band I wanna do for Cramhole 6 is coming along…

I’ve been calling it Theater Alice, but I’m not sure I’m gonna land on that. I’ve found I’m often bad at naming things. I’ve been jamming with some new people and wanted to call the demo the Afraid to Fart e.p. I think it’s catchy.


I didn’t get into the Damaged City Art Fest even though I received an email saying I was in. That was a bummer. It’s like getting a rejection letter with an attached acceptance letter so you can get a look at what being a winner looks like. Still, I know I’m not a real artist, so I’m content to work on the new Cramhole. Cramhole is about working with other artists, so I hope to get to a point soon where I can hand out scripts and start posting other people’s drawings soon.

Here’s what’s playing while drawing:


This is a classic recently reissued for fans of proto-punk metal. Riff-heavy. I hope to review this for the next Ugly Things.


Good one.


I’ve been really into the trio of albums getting out the unissued Hendrix recordings. Really is great stuff. It’s easy to forget about him because his hits play so often, but these albums have some unique songs and he had a really unique phrasing of the blues.


I still pick up the new Priest records.

March 2, 2018

I’m working on some new drawings for Cramhole 6. So far, segments include:
An American Werewolf in Whitesnake.
An article about San Francisco electronic music innovator, producer Patrick Cowley.

I’m also working on a script about a doom metal band traveling through the dark ages in a Maxx-style delirium. I’m hoping to collaborate with Mikey T on this, but I don’t want to obligate him on the web. Either way, this has been a different sort of thing for me, so I hope to at least get it to a few serial-style pages for the next issue.


I’ve been working slowly on some space-scapes? just for fun. This one was either rejected or accepted for the Damaged City Art Fest. I got an email that I was rejected, and then a few minutes later an email saying I was accepted to the show. I’m so afraid of further rejection I’m just going to ink it with a few others and be surprised if I get called to show up.

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I also have some record reviews in the new Ugly Things.

Here are some records I’ve been enjoying while I draw, including a newer band so I can feel hip:

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The League

The League is Billups Allen’s first full-length novel. It follows the struggles of Martin Selby as he overcomes crippling social anxiety and being self-conscious about his weight only to discover there is no real reward in doing so.

Ebook available at Amazon $6.99

The League

Physical copies available from me.


Cramhole #5 – The Curse of Khnum

Cramhole # 5 – The Curse of Khnum

If you thought #4 was arbitrary, #5 will probably throw you as it’s 40-page, long form story with just a few barely competent illustrations by Billups Allen. The story takes place in the near future where seeds from a strain of Ancient Egyptian marijuana escape the Smithsonian and are planted accidentally in Rock Creek Park. The effect on the intelligence of the citizenry is bleak, although it can be hard to tell at times.



Cramhole #4!

Cramhole #4

#4 again follows the vignette format. It has been said to have gone off the rails a bit for including a long article about the obscure bebop sax player Aubrey Moore. I try to think of it as Cramhole's New Yorker phase. Still plenty of vignettes illustrated by artists Christine Cunniff, Laura Harris, Jay Littleton, Josh Baker, and Anne Baker. Also, Mr. Chen returns, probably because he was unemployed at the time. Segments include "Things Overheard at Smash," "What's in the Hold Bin?," and "The Near Misses of Aubrey Moore."


Cramhole #3

Cramhole #3

#3 continues the vignette format with another series of comic stories about working in record stores and being a general dumbass. Dorothy Gambrell and Mr. Chen return (under the condition that I never call again) and Danny Martin from the excellent zine Publick Occurances (also not speaking to me) contribute. Segments include: "More Death of the American Record Store" and "Yard Sale."


Cramhole #2

Cramhole #2

#2 is a series of comic vignettes about working in general and also working in my most comfortable space: record stores. Cat and Girl's Dorothy Gambrell generously contributed a comic in this issue, along with the rare and enigmatic Mr. Chen. Segments include: "Death of the American Record Store" and "Who Hasn't Had at Least Thirteen Fuckin' Jobs!!!"




Cramhole #1

Cramhole #1 is a 40-page comic inspired by a series of difficult houseguests one busy summer. Billups Allen has been accused of being a stick-in-the-mud about it, but those people didn’t live through it.


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