Count the First! Wish I could find more online about this lil dude. (via)

This is gorgeous: 205 illustrators each contribute one panel to Infinite Corpse, an "exquisite corpse"-style comic about… well, a really exquisite corpse. It took me a minute to orient myself because I thought I needed to find the first strip, but apparently "it has no beginning and it has no end," so you can just jump in anywhere. Super beautiful (and creepy and sad and funny…. AND INFINITE; I think I lost a not-insignificant part of the past hour to it). (via @colinmeloy)

When my friend Ben did a Kickstarter to fund his restoration of Manos: The Hands of Fate, he had Level Press make some really weirdly gorgeous posters for backer rewards. A few of the posters are on sale now if you’d like to bring one of these strange beautiful things into your home. Joe and I have one framed in our living room (the red is more hot pink IRL) and it brings me huge amounts of joy. The moths!

Wayne White / Adult Swim billboard on Ponce! I love this.

I just read through all of what exists of Sam Alden’s Eighth Grade (h/t David). It’s so beautiful and awkward and smelly. I wish there was an infinite scroll of new chapters appearing at the bottom of every last one forever.

Hey, Fleetwood Mac. You had some real weird album covers.

I can’t even believe how gorgeous John Baizley’s art for this new Baroness record is. Look at them sexy shrimp things.

nprmusic:

Celebrate the Woody Guthrie centennial with a Folk Alley mix of Guthrie’s greatest songs, plus music from the musicians he inspired, like Joan Baez, Ani DiFranco and Old Crow Medicine Show.

Illustration: Aaron Meshon for eMusic (embiggen)

This map is so great. I’ve been “spending some time” with ole Woody G lately (words coming soon to a pitchfork dot com near you) and I’m still not sure I could pick out all of these. Love that Pretty Boy Floyd, though. So sneaky.

“O’Connor later wrote of herself that she not only had a “tin leg,” but also a “tin ear.” She was sent to piano lessons and tried her hand at the accordion and the bass violin, but it was never quite her bag. The only time her mother ever recalled spanking O’Connor was to make her wear hose to her first piano recital.”

The Paris Review Daily | Flannery O’Connor and the Habit of Art

(Oh, looks like this is an excerpt from a whole book about O’Connor’s cartoon work; the full thing is coming out this summer! Exciting.)