Time Is But A Window…Death is But A Doorway

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Azemmour Ladies and Gentlemen,

For around 3 years the Obscure Gentlemen has been a project very close to our hearts. It started out with 3 brothers dicking around on the internet and telling 3-6 panel tales about the things they liked and disliked. Eventually we were joined by 3 of our best friends and it became an amazing way for us to share our creative side with all you fans out there. Why am I writing this? You’ve heard this already you say? Well this is my way of telling those of you out there that with great sadness we will no longer be continuing the Obscure Gentlemen. The founding members (the brothers Alvarez) have decided to stop at 300 and move on to pursue other projects. We aren’t stopping because we hate doing this, we actually love doing this. But as many other web comicers say “life just gets in the way”. Is this the complete end? FUCK NO! We will be working on a comic book for the future as well as continuing the podcast. Will we be back in web comic form? Possibly but just not any time soon. I love each and every one of you bastards and bastettes out there. Again I thank you all for the support and time you’ve given us. If we could we would sex you all.

 

Gentlemen James

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Shrimp Is Coming

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This is just a little picture I came up with to celebrate the wonder of Shrimp Fest at Red Lobster. Red Lobster is a generic crappy seafood place that the other gentlemen and I frequent every September to eat as much shrimp as we possibly can.

Two things always happen: 1) Someone will throw up and 2) Trevor will try to say he ate more then everyone.

Hallelujah Holla-Back,

Nick

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Joe Kubert (1926-2012)

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I was on my way home when I heard the news of Joe Kubert’s passing. At first, I was a little shocked and taken aback, I mean, this was Joe Kubert, he’s always been with us. As soon as I got home and checked my comic news sites, like I normally do, it hit me. I’m not sure what it was, but seeing an image of Sgt. Rock and his boys made me tear up and realize that someone I had looked up to and drew inspiration from was no longer here. This was a man whose school I had hoped to one day attend and be taught by. This was a man whose war stories made me fall in love with the genre, even more so than Kirby. This man was drawing comics that looked and dealt with issues a decade ahead of its time. He was a storytelling master, pioneer, hero, idol and inspiration…and he’s gone. I will never meet Joe Kubert, I will never tell him how much he inspired me and made me want to push myself. The legacy he left with his two sons and his art school is more than enough to get by on, but the comic medium is a bit emptier without him. Still, Joe Kubert will never truly be gone as long as his art and lessons remain.

Thanks for the memories Joe
-Aaron Kal Alvarez

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