Heavy Metal is an American science fiction and fantasy comics magazine, known primarily for its blend of dark fantasy/science fiction and erotica. In the mid-1970s, while publisher Leonard Mogel was in Paris to jump-start the French edition of National Lampoon, he discovered the French science-fantasy magazine Métal Hurlant which had debuted December 1974. The French title translates literally as “Howling Metal.”
When Mogel licensed the American version, he chose to rename it, and Heavy Metal began in the U.S. on April, 1977 as a glossy, full-color monthly. Initially, it displayed translations of graphic stories originally published in Métal Hurlant, including work by Enki Bilal, Jean Giraud (also known as Moebius), Phillippe Druillet, Milo Manara and Philippe Caza. The magazine later ran Stefano Tamburini and Tanino Liberatore’s ultra-violent RanXerox. Since the color pages had already been shot in France, the budget to reproduce them in the U.S. version was greatly reduced.
Heavy Metal’s high-quality artwork is notable. Work by international fine artists such as H.R. Giger has been featured on the covers of various issues. Terrance Lindall’s illustrated version of Milton’s epic poem Paradise Lost appeared in the magazine in 1980 and is generally considered to be the greatest rendition of the poem done in the 20th century. Many stories were presented as long-running serials, such as those by Richard Corben and Matt Howarth. Illustrator Alex Ebel has contributed to this magazine over the course of his career.
Some critics feel Heavy Metal’s style and content is too violent and pornographic and argue for protectively banning its sale to minors.[citation needed] Despite such objections, the sale of Heavy Metal is not restricted to adults in the United States. The magazine is currently owned and published by Kevin Eastman, co-creator of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. Publication of the French magazine ceased in 1987. It resumed in July 2002 under the French name Métal Hurlant, edited by Les Humanoïdes Associés.
The founding editors of the American edition of Heavy Metal were Sean Kelly and Valerie Marchant. Art director and designer John Workman brought to the magazine a background of experience at DC Comics and other publishers.
After two years, Mogel felt the lack of text material was a drawback, and in 1979, he replaced Kelly and Marchant with Ted White, highly regarded in the science fiction field for revitalizing Amazing Stories and Fantastic between 1968 and 1978. White and Workman immediately set about revamping the look of Heavy Metal, incorporating more stories and strips by American artists. White’s main solution to the problem of adding substantive text material was a line-up of columns by four authorities in various aspects of popular culture: Lou Stathis wrote about rock music and Jay Kinney dug into underground comics, while Steve Brown reviewed new science fiction novels and Bhob Stewart explored visual media from fantasy films to animation and light shows.
In 1980, Julie Simmons-Lynch took over as editor, and her new slant on text material was the showcasing of non-fiction by well-known authors such as Robert Silverberg and Harlan Ellison. Later, a review section labeled “Dossier”, featuring short pieces by a variety of writers, was edited by Stathis and Brad Balfour. There were also interviews with such media figures as Roger Corman, Federico Fellini, John Sayles and John Waters. In 1986, Heavy Metal dropped back to a quarterly schedule, and then went bi-monthly in 1989. Simmons-Lynch remained the editor until 1991 when Kevin Eastman acquired the magazine and became both publisher and editor.
In 1981, an animated feature film was adapted from several of the magazine’s serials. Made on a budget of USD$9,300,000, under production for three years, Heavy Metal featured animated segments from several different animation houses with each doing a single story segment. Another house animated the frame story which tied all the disparate stories together. Like the magazine, the movie featured a great deal of nudity and graphic violence; however, not to the degree seen in the magazine. For example, in its Den segment, it did not display the blatant male genitalia of its print counterpart. The film featured such SCTV talents as John Candy, Eugene Levy, Harold Ramis and Ivan Reitman. It did reasonably well in its theatrical release and later gained something of a cult status, partially because a problem with music rights resulted in a delay of many years before the film became available on video.
I made this video for a friend, Hope, whose favorite things include Batman and this song. I used virtually zero editing (other than positioning the Joker’s clapping to coincide with lyrics). Of Montreal’s ‘Gallery Piece’ set to footage from The Dark Knight’s trailers.
I wanna be your love
I wanna make you cry
And sweep you off your feet
I wanna hurt your pride
I wanna slap your face
I wanna paint your nails
I wanna make you you scream
I wanna braid your hair
I wanna kiss your friends
I wanna make you laugh
I wanna dress the same
I wanna defend you
I wanna squeeze your thighs
I wanna kiss your eyelids
And corrupt your dreams
I wanna crash your car
I wanna scratch your cheeks
I wanna make you sick
I wanna sell you out
Want to expose your flaws
I wanna steal your things
I wanna show you off
I wanna tell you lies
I wanna write you books
I wanna turn you on
I wanna make you
Two-hundred times a day
I wanna dry tears
Every time your sad
I wanna be your what’s happening
I wanna be your only friend
I only go all the way
This time I’m not pretending
I can’t take the trash
Your trashy friends are spreading about us
They’ve got like fifty personalities
Oh girl, that’s so messed up
You see that sculpture on the hill?
That’s where she cleared me out
Forever
They’re monitoring my sub-conscious massacres I know
Bringing it closer to the surface so it’s easily pervertable
I want to be a beast
I want to make you proud
And play with your head
I want to take you out
Make you feel adored
And buy you everything
I want to hurt you bad
Make you paranoid
And say the sweetest things
I want to help you grow
And for eternity
I want to be your what’s happening
God broke the mold,
When he made this one I know
She’s breathtaking but so much more
She walks in the room, your lungs close
Making you never want to breathe again
Her boyfriend has got so much dough
So much ice his neck and wrist froze
Is he faithful to her? no
But she chose to be with him, shorty
Tell me is the money worth your soul?
Tell me what’s the reason that you hold on
When you know that dude has a whole wall of ‘em just like you?
And girl you’re just way too fine
Gotta be treated as one of a kind
Girl use your mind
Don’t be just another dime
Because
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cause I know exactly what you’ll be,
In his gallery
Just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
She’s so confused
She knows she deserves more
Someone who will love and adore
But his money’s hard to ignore
She really doesn’t know what to do
Girl it’s just a matter of time
Before he finds another more fine
After he’s done dulling your shine
You’re out the door and he’s through with you
Tell me is the money worth your soul?
Tell me what’s the reason that you hold on,
When you know that dude has a whole wall of ‘em just like you?
And girl you’re just way too fine
Gotta be treated as one of a kind
Girl use your mind
Don’t be just another dime
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cause I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
Just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
You’re a masterpiece
I know that he
Can’t appreciate your beauty
Don’t let him cheapen you
He don’t see you like i do
Beautiful not just for show
Time that someone let you know
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cause I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
Just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cause I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
Just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
In his gallery
From http://improveverywhere.com/ 50 Improv Everywhere agents create and art gallery opening on a subway platform.
Be sure to click “watch in high quality”!!!!
Edited by Matt Adams:
http://www.mattadamsapple.com/
Music by Erin Hall:
http://www.erinandhercello.com
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there is just one mistake in the lyrics, but its fixed. hope you enjoy it
:: UPDATE ::
I have been recieving lots of comments lately notifying the mistakes I have made in this video. I have made a new version of this song updating all (or most) of the mistakes there was.
:: New Version ::
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Xml4J4rbjso
Check this video out at Hi-Res here: http://www.tutvid.com/tutorials/flash/tutorials/photoGallery.php
We will make a nice little photo gallery in Flash in the following tutorial. All you need are a few images and a few thumbnails for them, the rest is just follow along and it works with any images!
Lyrics:
God broke the mold,
When he made this one I know
She’s breathtaking but so much more
She walks in the room, your loves closed
Making you never want to breathe again
Her boyfriend has got so much dough
So much ice his neck and wrist froze
Is he faithful to her? no
But she chose to be with him, shorty
Tell me is the money worth your soul
Tell me what’s the reason that you hold on
When you know that dude has a whole wall of ‘em just like you
And girl you’re just way too fine
Gotta be treated as one of a kind
Girl use your mind
Don’t be just another dime
Because
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be,
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
She’s so confused
She knows she deserves more
Someone who will love and adore
But his money’s hard to ignore
She really doesn’t know what to do
Girl it’s just a matter of time
Before he finds another more fine
After he’s done dulling your shine
You’re out the door and he’s through with you
Tell me is the money worth your soul
Tell me what’s the reason that you hold on,
When you know that dude has a whole wall of ‘em just like you
And girl you’re just way too fine
Gotta be treated as one of a kind
Girl use your mind
Don’t be just another dime
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
You’re a masterpiece
I know that he
Can’t appreciate your beauty
Don’t let him cheapen you
He don’t see you like i do
Beautiful not just for show
Time that someone let you know
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
I can’t take
Seeing you with him
‘Cuz I know exactly what you’ll be
In his gallery
It’s just not fair
And it’s tearing me apart
You’re just another priceless work of art
In his gallery
In his gallery