Valentine’s
Day
New
Kids on the Block: Valentine Girl
Hang
tough while we take it step by step to determine if this book has the right
stuff
September 1990
It
began with Ricky Bell, Michael Bivins, Ronnie DeVoe, Ralph Tresvant and Bobby
Brown. I’m certain some part of my audience is scratching their heads right
now. Because those five singers, all African-Americans, were never members of
New Kids on the Block.
In
fact, those fellows mentioned above were five guys from the Roxbury neighborhood of Boston,
Massachusetts that formed a group called New Edition and soon after were
discovered by promoter Maurice Starr. Starr was unsuccessful at forming his own
R&B band and a bid for solo stardom soured after two unimpressive album
releases. Instead, he decided to find a band to perform the songs he composed.
His first pick up was the aforementioned New Edition, for whom he co-wrote and
co-produced their debut album.
Then
they had a falling out. Starr and New Edition went their separate ways.
But
the brief taste of success made Starr sure of the idea of producing a band was his
ticket to fame. For his next foray into the music industry he created the band
New Kids on the Block, consisting of five male teenagers, two of them brothers.
This time all the band members were Caucasians.
It
is no secret that Starr was trying to create a white version of New Edition. His
casting call went out for “white boys that could sing and dance” when Donnie Wahlberg
could only wrestle up four of the group’s magic number five performers. ''Given
the demographics of the country and the history of the music business, I
figured that five white kids could be very big,'' said Mr. Starr. ''If New
Edition was as big as they were, I could imagine what would happen if white
kids were doing the same thing.'' I mean it worked for Elvis, right?
So
this isn’t really cultural appropriation so much as carefully
organized selling to a specific target market. And the New Kids made lots of
money for everyone.
Those first five members included two guys that would never make it on the
album, including actor Mark Wahlberg and Jamie Kelly. By the time the self-titled
first album rolled around the group was Donny Wahlberg, brothers Jonathan and
Jordan Knight, Danny Wood and late-comer Joey McIntyre. The second album
dropped in 1988, and Hangin’ Tough finally got songs that charted nationwide,
leading to five singles in the top ten and an eight-time platinum-selling
album.
They
had arrived.
I
was a huge New Edition and Troop fan, so the videos by the New Kids looked like
bad parodies. Please tell me that people don’t think this is how white boys play basketball. That’s not the “right stuff” there guys!
But
if you want maximum overload of “white guys doing R&B music,” I’m only too
proud bring you an American Music Awards show performance from 2010 showcasing both NKotB and Backstreet Boys on one stage.
I even watched the Behind the Music story. They
don’t pay me enough for doing this.
And
like most groups, after their second album failed to chart as many hits they
declined almost immediately. But by this time they had the strength of 200,000
fans behind them. And I guess a lot of those fans were comic buyers. Because
LOOK at this:
That’s
four titles there on the subscription order form. I’m going to tell you that the
main NKotB title lasted 8 issues exactly, the others all lasted 7. However,
that is sill 29 issues and it doesn’t count the team-ups with Wendy the good
little witch and Richie Rich books, clocking in at three books each. Nor does
it take into account the Hi-C special comic, the Magic Summer Tour 1990 issue,
The Step by Step issue, the Hangin’ Tough issue or THIS issue subtitled
Valentine Girl.
That’s
41 New Kids on the Block comics in print. Oh! And there were five digests made
from those various issues that we should credit to them too.
That’s
a heck of a lot of New Kids stuff, is what I’m saying. How does a New Kids book
read? Well, much like the other Harvey books they are family friendly. The
artwork and story are all uncredited except for the last story with no listed editors, but lots of
advertising people mentioned in the banner. I have my thoughts that Ernie Colon
did all the stories and the cover, but as it stands, uncredited is uncredited.
Let’s
take this one step by…you know what? I’m not doing that for this one. Let’s
just read the damn thing, ‘kay? We start with the first of four stories:
Valentine Girl
Writer – Unknown
Artist – Unknown
We
open with the New Kids being chased by a snow monster like we’ve opened up a Scooby
Doo comic by mistake. That’s Joe driving the sled…and poorly as this was all a
scripted scene and he caused a wreck that ruined the take. Way to go, Joe!
And
then suddenly some strange white man runs up and says he’s their manager…which
we all know is wrong because Maurice Starr is a black dude. Did they let a
blind guy color this?
Who
is a total psychopath and who runs out screaming “I won!” to herself over and
over instead of staying for the video shoot.
Which
leads the boys to ask their black bodyguard to go pick a replacement from the
dozens of girls waiting outside. He doesn’t want the honor because of the
hassle of dealing with the sore losers that will create. While he disguises
himself in the yeti suit, these three young ladies are explaining to one’s
little sister why they are waiting for the New Kids to make an appearance.
Of
course, all three are obsessive, annoying super-fans and the young girl’s face
in the last panel is mine too. You chicks are cray-cray!
Gina
decides to cut out on her older sibling and her friends and that’s when the bodyguard
pounces on her while wearing the monster costume. Almost like he’s done this
before.
Too
late they are noticed by the fans and have to hot foot it back to the singers.
Once there, the manager upsets the girl by saying she’s too young. The New Kids
plead her case because they want this shoot over with and that’s when the
youngster has a brilliant idea!
“Yo!
That’s hype!”
Did
we really talk like this, 80’s? I mean, seriously? Because I don’t remember it,
so I believe the 90’s grunge acts and the 00’s rave “energy drinks” washed the
taste of this out of my brain.
And
the kicker is that after they tell the crowd, the older sister and her friends
notice that Gina is on the balcony with the New Kids and they are upset by it.
Their screaming gets them noticed by the band, they are so overcome.
Hmm,
I get the generic appeal of this tale. It’s simple, non-offensive and you could
swap the NKotB with any popular band and have the same story play out.
Hush,
you! Maybe not them, but you know what I’m saying.
I
come upon the first advertisement next and it reminds me that I should mention
that those two pages showcasing other NKotB comics were from this book too.
In
fact, all but two pages are ads for New Kids stuff and those are just typical
Harvey house ads. The entire book is filled with stuff like the album promotions
above or the New Kids Saturday morning cartoon…
…1-900
number where you can call and listen to one of the New Kids say a prerecorded
message. Or you can get them to give you a wake up call. Or call to join their
fan club (and pay to sit on hold while you do)…
Or
just cut out the back of the comic and mail off $20 to join the Offical Fan
Club.
Which
brings up an odd thought: are there fan clubs for stars anymore? I mean you can
just follow them on Twitter and speak directly to them, get their daily
thoughts, etc. What more does a fan club offer? Proof that you aren’t the only
one with an overly unhealthy fixation? Hmm?...
Enough
of this speculation, let’s get this one over with. On to story number two:
Spaced Out
Writer – Unknown
Artist - Unknown
After
watching a comet pass by the bus’s window, the boys receive a message from the television.
It appears they’ve been New Kidnapped on the Block by a pair of nasty green
aliens.
I’ve
got news for the aliens, even with ALL five of the New Kids on your planet, you
still wouldn’t have any rock & roll. You want rock on your planet, kidnap Def
Leppard or the Rolling Stones.
The
trio heads for the exit…but decide against jumping into the vacuum of space
(which I must admit, at this point I was kind of rooting for. There’s some
tired jokes at play in these things.)
While
all that is going on, this slinky alien pops out of a locker on the bus and I’ve
gotten this idea in my head about someone Jim Kirking her.
She
has Danny try to drive the bus through space, while the Janites on the TV tell
them they will be killed for resisting them.
They send fighter ships out after them causing Quark to cozy up to Joey…
They send fighter ships out after them causing Quark to cozy up to Joey…
Which
explains nothing about how all those other special effects worked, which made
it look like they were floating in space, surrounded by comets and spaceships.
I mean that set looks so lame it wouldn’t fool my five-year-old granddaughter.
I’ll
admit to having hopes this was real and we’d get some odd Josie and the
Pussycats in space action going here. Instead we get another in a line of lame
jokes. Let’s move on shall we?
Oh,
but we CAN’T! Not without first checking on these three pinup pages and a some
New NEWS on the Block from Hollywood Mark-E, boyee! (who is that exactly?)
Oh,
that’s just some horrid merch pandering there. I can’t take much more of this.
Seriously.
The Game of Love
Writer – Unknown*
Artist – Unknown*
*Maritano/Sherwood/Anthony
listed but credit not attributed to
This
is where I finally started to think that someone in the organization that made
the comics was favoring Joey a little bit. Because we start with a Match Game
type setup, with each boy acting like a jerk EXCEPT Joey.
Joey
thinks love it to serious to take some kind of weird date gamble on it, which
is totally the wrong kind of thinking. You should date a bunch of others and
see what traits you really want in a person. But speaking of dates, the lady
this evening happens to be a New Kids fan, but she is blindfolded and doesn’t
know she’s talking to the actual New Kids.
Which
is great because each of these boys have been watching girls at concerts throw
themselves at them for so long, that they act like cocksure jerkwads when it is
there turn to speak.
Which
is great, when you think about it. Because whomever wrote this story got to pick
out a “good” New Kid and make the others come off as assholes. That might be
intentional. They might all be jerks except Joey. Who really knows?
After
Donnie gets shut down, Joey takes the humble route and wins both the audience’s
support and the girl. Way to go!
Ha!
Okay, so I don’t know what to make of this other than I want to know how Joey
got selected out of all the NKotB.
5 of a Kind
Writer – Bryce Maritano
Penciler – Ernie Colon
Inker – Jackie Roettcher
Last
one up and I finally have some full names to figure out how to attribute
things. Still no colorist, so how that gets applied is a mystery. Just like the
ones the New Kids have when they find out they are all dating the same girl. That
Kay Green, she sure gets around!
After
five of these types of scenes where Kay appears to be both a thing and then the
exact opposite of that thing…
Who
promptly curse her out for being a…well the w-word isn’t mentioned explicitly,
but Donnie could be saying anything in his word balloon.
…and
that’s the Blockheads didn’t know any of their date’s real names. Just the
first initial of her name. Which I don’t think any quadruplet would do as it
would quickly get confusing for them among themselves.
And
speaking of which, I should have trusted my initial reaction and put this book
back in the discount bin. I mean, I can’t remember liking one of their songs growing
up.
Now
don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying all the New Kids songs are all bad. Those
first songs were certainly pedestrian and reliant on overused chorus arrangements
without much bridgework between. As an apology to those Blockettes out there, I do like the later song Remix (I Like The) and the accompanying video, which
shows the act did get some better song writing or song picking skills later on.
But
is it just me or does even that seem to be a little calculated when the band’s
fanbase is an aging (and potentially beyond middle-age spread) populace of women who are (as we all are)
discovering that with age comes a beauty that isn’t about your body, but comes
from something inside you. Just a spare thought there.
If
anyone still is a fan of these “kids,” you now know what to expect from the
comics. Go in forewarned while I turn up some 70's album rock to drowned out this experience.
Damn. . .you're digging deep into the crapbox for this one. Proper recognition is due. . .I don't even think I'd admit owning this comic at all, so kudos for your outstanding dedication to a chosen theme!
ReplyDeleteIt's a thankless job, but apparently I have to do it. I can't drown out Step by Step, Atom. No matter how much Led Zeppelin I play. When that silent pause comes in When the Levee Breaks...the New Kids jump right in. Help, I may be damaged for life.
DeleteYo, this is the freshest, deffest slice of homeskillet hypeness you've ever worded up! Looking at this comic, I see that NKotB didn't so much appropriate black culture, as much as they sidled up to a black culture trough and gorged themselves silly, then reconstituted it and served it back to the American mainstream as poop logs.
ReplyDeleteWord to your Mother, Reggie. You know I'm slinging the dopeist, most real comics that you have ever seen. Boyeeeeeeeee! Mmmm-Hmmmm. (Typing this hurt. This whole article hurt.) And I've successfully avoided those poop logs for 30 odd years only for the Crapbox to send one of them my way.
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