Owing to my having been very, very drunk in order to celebrate the, uh, something of my country, here’s a late edition of HIPHOP IS THE FUTURE by the one and only Matt Dojny.



by Matt Dojny

"Sweden Neutral"! I made out something in a HHITF background!



[1] “Sweden Neutral”! I made out something in a HHITF background!


Nel mezzo del cammin di nostra vita,
mi ritrovai per una selva oscura,
ché la diritta via era smarrita.

When I had journeyed half of our life’s way,
I found myself within a shadowed forest,
for I had lost the path that does not stray.

Dante, The Inferno, Canto I, lines 1-3[2a]


Mezzo Cammin

Half my life is gone, and I have let
The years slip from me and have not fulfilled
The aspiration of my youth, to build
Some tower of song with lofty parapet.
Not indolence, nor pleasure, nor the fret
Of restless passions that would not be stilled,
But sorrow, and a care that almost killed,
Kept me from what I may accomplish yet;
Though, half-way up the hill, I see the Past
Lying beneath me with its sounds and sights,–
A city in the twilight dim and vast,
With smoking roofs, soft bells, and gleaming lights,–
And hear above me on the autumnal blast
The cataract of Death far thundering from the heights.




by Matt Dojny

I usually hate to editorialize (okay, we all know that’s not true), but I love the way that Matt’s text has slightly visible older writing behind it. It’s like every single panel reminds the reader that something else could have been said, or was said, or will be said. Even in pieces that are essentially silly and gag-like, there are almost always little bits and pieces of strangeness floating around, pieces that don’t fit in with the simplicity of just a one-off joke. Matt admits that humor is complex, and isn’t afraid of introducing elements that encourage the reader to question whether there’s more to what they’re laughing about.

Introducing Matt Dojny


Okay, so I might be a hypocrite. But you might be a literate heifer; there’s a lot that we don’t know about one another. But your bovine tendencies (bovinism?) is not the subject of this scholarly article (nor is my hypocrisy, but that’s neither here nor there).

I ranted about single-panel comics and then recanted my blanket statements and now I’m back to my general distaste for emptiness in lieu of context and can tell you with great certainty that both my English teacher would hate this sentence and also that Matt Dojny’s work is fucking great. His comic, HIPHOP IS THE FUTURE, is absurdism focused at a single point, like a pinhole camera’s viewfinder. Certain panels pull from silly, long untapped cultural moments that aren’t notable enough to ignite any nostalgia. Observe:

I do not remember who sang this song. But that’s what makes this funny[1]: it might as well have been some snakes. This rendering does not push against any preformed idea about this song other than referencing my knowledge of its existence. It helps that the lyrics are also total nonsense.

But Matt’s body of work (he makes a new comic every day. I don’t even brush my teeth some days) isn’t dependent on these sorts of references. Guys I don’t know what else to say. Read this in Kevin Smith’s voice: “He’s just fucking funny.”

Matt’s a novelist too-or rather mainly a novelist. (Nonsensical though the text in his comics may be, they are still concise and, in a weird way, beautiful.) His book, The Festival of Earthly Delights, is, like, for sale and shit. In book form.

We’ll be posting a few of his comics every Friday. You can see the strip updated daily over at HIPHOP IS THE FUTURE.

[1] Do things stop being funny once you explain why they’re funny?