"It's grungy and often hysterically funny, revolving around the Baron, a high school misfit who wound up working at the long-defunct Bank and, briefly, as a rock singer. Derf's black-and-white art, in pages eight or nine panels dense, is wildly hormonal and hyperbolic, a nose-thumbing update of Robert Crumb. His take on underground rock and its occasional roots in trailer trash is fabulous. The Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in Cleveland may be the area's "official" musical face, but Derf's work rings more true."