Jack Chick, Muse to Genius

You've probably seen at least one Chick tract, perhaps in hard copy, perhaps on teh internets. They're pretty funny, but it's a bit ghastly to consider that Jack and not a few other people actually believe that sort of thing. The thought does put a damper on one's postmodern hipster-ironic laughter.

But I'm willing to cut Chick a lot of slack, for he has inspired great artists¹. Meet Alice Donut, one of my fave bands of all time, if yet more living proof that greatness and commercial success are not necessarily correlated in the world of "pop" music. Without further ado, here's Alice Donut and the Chick-inspired "Lisa's Father":

I'm sorry to say that the Donut version is, umm, pretty faithful to the original; which doesn't really speak well for Jack Chick².

The song's pretty good, but it's not the best the band has ever done. (Maybe Chick's spirit was weighing them down.)  Try this one now. Embedding is disabled, so click on the album cover to access the video of "Lydia's Black Lung", then crank your computer speakers up as high as they'll go. This one really does call for 11.

1 Then of course there's this, albeit in a different medium.

2 If you're really interested, you can click back to the homepage of that site to find the actual tract in four parts (Chick's own site, it seems, has grown a little embarrassed about showing it). The most charitable interpretation I can offer is that the particular problem Chick uses here as the peg from which to hang his Jesus rant is one he and his family are entirely unfamiliar with in real life. And as I wish evil on no one, I certainly hope that's the case.