I’m also responsible for the cover story – the great Mr Lois agreed to a 30-minute interview, for which I scheduled an hour just in case. Two hours in, I’m late for my next meeting, and he’s only got as far as question four.
A few choice excerpts:
“[My school was] the greatest seat of learning since Alexander sat at the feet of Aristotle.”
“Harold called me up and he said, I never saw a cover like this in my life. I said, Yeah, that’s my job.”
“My covers promised a hot shit magazine. If you bought it, and you said, Dull, boring, dull, as you turned the pages, the cover would have been ludicrous.”
“If I had the backing today… I’d do a magazine that would knock you on the goddamn ass, and millions of people would [read] it.”
And just wait till you hear who played second base for Esquire‘s softball team the day that George came to play.
The man can talk, the poor shrinking violet that he is. I’ll post an audio excerpt or two up here soon, to whet appetites while we wait for Gym Class to come back from the printers. Fun.