UTTER TRASH
A certain animosity seems to have grown between the West Coast underground publishers and Krupp Comics Works in Milwaukee, with the former accusing the latter of being the (shudder) Charlton of underground comics. But this bad blood is generated in part by great distances and lack of understanding, plus Krupp’s dogged determination to publish certain stinkers, such as the adolescent wet-dreams of Richard “Grass” Green.
UTTER TRASH
by Mike Baron
Krupp, Skull And Crumb: Gore Galore And Fritz, Too_
A certain animosity seems to have grown between the West Coast underground publishers and Krupp Comics Works in Milwaukee, with the former accusing the latter of being the (shudder) Charlton of underground comics. But this bad blood is generated in part by great distances and lack of understanding, plus Krupp’s dogged determination to publish certain stinkers, such as the adolescent wet-dreams of Richard “Grass” Green. There’s nothing wrong with adolescent wet dreams if they show a little imagination and cunning foreplay, but Green’s “Good Jive,” “Super Soul,” and his work for “Shangri-La” are forced and vulgar and the drawings look like the work of Richard Love Longtree, an Ogalala Sioux who used to sit in front of me in the fourth grade in Mitchell, South Dakota, and fill the margins of his social studies book with renderings of Custer’s Last Stand. Richard’s heart was aptlyplaced but his pencilling skill was discouraging.