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House of Secrets - A Pseudo-review

Alrighty, so I thought it was about time I contributed to the comic-shop I dump my money at, the House of Secrets



I dropped by with my friend and his friend with benefits, unfortunately on a day that the staff was busy! D'oh! And by staff I mean like 2-3 people (maybe someone was on break). I was lucky enough to find the Boss, Mr. Paul Grimshaw though so he gave me the okay to take pictures. By the way, when I don't see someone often enough, I remember them like how I remember how to get to places, by landmarks. Like, "that guy with the crazy eye" or "that chick with the cool hat". It's a bad habit, but it's funny when applied to people, funny for me I mean, it's probably a slap in the face to everyone else! So I hope the folks at HOS won't take it too personally if I don't mention their names and refer to them by feature :P

The point is, I'm bad at remembering things, especially names, so it didn't occur to me until after I left that:
  • I didn't give them my name...or tell them where I'd be posting this page, oops! @_@
  • I didn't ask the babe behind the counter her name, I thought I knew it so I didn't ask, lol? Also, I sound sleazy asking women for their names. (It's a gift)
  • I assumed Mr Grimshaw knew who I was already because I'm egotistical like that, I'm Nightmare! I make customs! How can you not know who I am! Ahem... ;)
  • I went in to buy Red Sonja hardcovers but left with a Jonah Hex figure instead, how the hell did that happen!?
I know who Paul Grimshaw and Erik Warfield are (the guy who's usually there to ring me up) because they have awesome last names. I assume everyone else who works there has bad-ass names too, like Ben Corpseripper or Sam Thunderwall, Raven Stormreaver! Awesome. So yeah, these guys are smart to set-up shop near the Warner Brothers Studios, I assume they get some recognizable customers from time to time because of it, maybe even some business from tourists that see the shop along the way and figure what the hell, let's buy some souveniers!

Tired of hearing me blither-on yet? No? Good! On with the pseudo-review!


 Eye-popping display as soon as you walk in, complete with couch so you can read or cuddle while your crazy friend harasses the shop-keepers with a camera.

I live only a few minutes away from the Meltdown and Golden Apple store, the largest comic-stores on the West Coast, and I'd still rather go out to Burbank to visit House of Secrets. There is a definite change in the atmosphere, if you go to a large shop, the clerks may be friendly and cool, but ultimately they need to get you out of there so they can ring-up the next 10 people behind you, this drastically cuts-down the amount of time you have to talk to them as people, not just robots who get you the comics you want. The folks at HOS are nice and you never feel rushed, every time I've gone in there everyone is smiling or reading or having an animated conversation, anything but dull. Hell, Erik even explained to me for like 10 minutes why Heroclix are cool (they have a bunch on display), and though I'm still not convinced, he gets a thumbs-up for taking the time to try and prove me wrong!


A beard, a grin, AND he's wearing a purple shirt!? He's up to no good!

First thing you'll notice is the store feels a lot roomier when you're inside it than how it looks from outside. The ceiling is higher as you get deeper into the shop, which is prefect for filling that space with toys! I love how there's just one big mish-mash of action going-on, GI Joe shooting down Batman, Spiderman trying to rip posters off the ceiling, it's great! The shelves are also higher to fit all those statues and busts. Having them all on display is a much appreciated feature of this shop, maybe they simply did it to spruce the place up a bit, but this is a great way for us customers to see the actual statue before we plop-down $100 on something we might otherwise end-up using as a paperweight!

 
Yarrr, it's a fun place to hang around, they have a large amount of back-issues too so there's always something new and old and tasty and interesting to read. You heard me. There are two walls dedicated to hardcovers and collections and you can even have them order stuff for you. The only downside is that parking is sometimes hard to get because it's a small place. We usually park on the small street next to them. And just to go off-tangent here, there used to be this black and white cat that would walk up to us whenever we parked. It didn't have a collar and it looked like it got beat with an ugly stick so I guess it was a stray! We felt sorry for it so every time we went we'd give it some chicken nuggets or some of our lunch to eat. It hasn't been there recently though, I wonder what happened to it. But anyway, just more reason to go visit the store, you never know what strange animal may attach itself to you!

...that came-out wrong Here are pics from the counter...and a choice poster:





Obviously Doom has stuck his tyrannical toe into the store and claimed it as his own. You'll also notice I covered the cute clerk's face, that's because she didn't want to be on camera. I mean, we can't blame her, some wierd dude comes into the store taking pictures of everything and doesn't even leave his name? Wierdo! I mean...uh...thanks for reading!



By the way, Erik and Grims put-out their own collaborative work, Five Color Comics, where they weave one story with many different artists drawing different panels, and they can only use 5 colors to color them! The result is pretty cool, you'd think all the art would clash but the color-scheme blends all those doodles together, check it out, it's a lot more interesting than my bland retelling makes it seem! I believe Erik also wrote a short story a few years ago featured in the comic mini-series Containment involving vampire baby-eaters; I saw his name as the author so I'm 80% sure it's him, you can't go wrong with that!


Contact Info:
House of Secrets
1930 W. Olive Avenue
Burbank, California 91506
(818) 562-1900


Email
: houseofsecrets [at] earthlink.net

Website
: http://www.artoffiction.com/HOS_index.html