Playin', Playin' in the Band

Usually the music notes in the air of the Band Room are drawn all distorted and jagged, to suggest bad music being played. But the well-formed notes we see today come from the smooth sounds of Westview’s Community Band, conducted not by a frazzled, angry Becky, but by a relaxed and genial Harry K. Dinkle. Harry likes conducting the adults so much better than working with those goddam kids. He even allows that this ensemble sounds “pretty good”, high praise from Der Dinkle. He rewards the band with one of his “classic lines“, punctuating it with a thrust of his stubbly chin and a face-splitting, closed-eye satisfied smirk. Buddy the dog responds with an agonized howl.

Anyway, nice to see that Wally is finally putting that trombone to good use.

It's Not Me, It's You

John
June 13, 2011 at 11:13 am

…I get the sinking feeling that the rest of this week and possibly the next will be spent having everyone Les wronged and neglected coming up to kiss his feet and beg his forgiveness, because, of course, it was all THEIR fault for not realizing how sensitive and pure the Wise Author is.

Then let the foot-kissing begin. Les’ response to Cayla’s completely unnecessary apology is not “You have nothing to be sorry about. I’m a jerk.”Rather, it’s “I’m sorry too” because he let her walk away.

The only thing more appalling than this turn of events is Cayla’s hideous silhouette in panel 1. TB has turned her into a wizened gypsy/pirate/Comanche warrior.

Don't Dream it's Over

Down-on-his-heels pizza magnate Funky has arrived in New York City with his best friend/flunky Les to “shutter” the apparently already-shuttered Montoni’s East. Les, carrying a cardboard box (the universal symbol of GTFO) tries to cheer up his old friend…but Funky, referring to himself in the third person, informs Les that “it’s over, Johnny….over!”