Did I mention I love comics? Probably not since this is my virgin posting day. It’s a day for adding tags and building a theme, providing direction without misconception (stole that from Don King).
Recently, I’ve been looking at my 3000-3500 comics and getting the itch to focus on the Golden Age of comic book collecting. See, the Golden Age was the birth of Superman and Batman, but it was also the wild west- no- it was the Marco Polo Spice Route (sounds like a game involving a pool & Gerri Halliwell) of comics.
Comic books creation and marketing was all over the place in the 30s and 40s. So many comics sprouted up that some of the companies flamed and burned out faster than a lawyer could put a flag in the assets. Many of these characters have no ended up as public domain superheroes. You musicians know what that means. No one owns them. They are open game.
The comics are much “cheaper” than buying Action Comics #1 or Detective Comics #27 for a million dollars, so I’ve been investing in these hidden gems. While AC1 and DC27 are estimated at 100 copies in existence in 2010, these older gems are much more uncountable. Holding a copy of Green Lama #1 or Exciting Comics #9 is a true crapshoot.
So without further ado, peruse the pages of my rarest comic… the Atomic Thunderbolt #1 from 1946, thanks to scribd. These aren’t my page scans, but I read these rather than open the tender delicate 65 year old paper pages: