Moments in Paperback History: LANCECON 1991

What it was all about: Books.

And more books.

You get the idea.

The King of Paperbacks, also King of the Barbecue.

Frank Portwood with Jessica Rabbit 

(she's not bad, she's just drawn that way).

Misters Napier and Tayor chew the fat.

Misters Paschelke and Tayor chew the fat.

Misters Wald and Taylor chew the fat.

A rare moment. Misters Philips and Wald chew the fat without Mister Taylor.

Inscription: Thanks for buying my book instead of Marcia's. 

- Bill Pronzini

Insscription: Thanks for buying my book instead of Bill's! 

- Marcia Muller

The Casebeer basement (or maybe the upstairs - they look the same).

The Casebeer upstairs (the window is the giveaway). 

The Casebeer dining room, aka Marilyn shrine.

The Casebeer living room. What? No books?

Auctioneer Wald holds the audience in thrall.

The audience, in thrall. 

Like dang near all the other LanceCons, this took place in Lance Casebeer's backyard here in once-beautiful (now trashed) Portland, Oregon. Thanks again to the man hiding behind the camera - Mr. Art Scott!

Moments in Paperback History: LANCECON 1988

Wouldn't be LanceCon without Lance Casebeer.

The action begins.

A fine selection of sleaze.

Bruce Taylor shops. Tom Lesser talks.

Larry Paschelke, Judy Paschelke's hair, Frank Portwood's forehead, Richard Dix.

Booking it.

Perverting the nation's youth.

Yours truly surveys the scene.

The scene.

What it was all about: books.

Bruce Brenner with His Nibs.

Jim Rogers, probably working on his EQMM collection. 

Larry Paschelke, who loaned us Jim's EQMM collection.

The King of Paperbacks and his Court Jester.

It wasn't ALL paperbacks.

Not talking. Not drinking. Not booking. Not even smiling. NOT Bruce Taylor.

Whatever happened to that videotape? Must have some great blackmail material.

All photos, as usual, courtesy of Ace Photographer Arthur Scott!

Moments in Paperback History: LANCECON '87

 Lance Casebeer, beer in hand, points the way (probably to the keg).

I have no drinking problem, says his shirt. I drink. I get drunk. I fall down. No problem.

Books . . . 

books . . . 

 . . . more books.

Tom Lesser scores a stack of digests.

The noble profile of Cap'n Bob Napier

Me and somebody's head.

More of the usual suspects.

Bruce Taylor surveys the scene.

The booking never stops . . . 

. . . never.

Murder for auction.

Marilyn makes an appearance.

Who remembers the USFL? Dick Wald does. The Portland Breakers was our pro football team (for almost two whole years).

Lance's legendary basement . . .

 . . .  where it was wall-to-wall paperbacks. 

The Cap'n hoarding his booty.

The guy who put the Lance in LanceCon.

Pics, as always, thanks to the Official Photographer of LanceCon, Arty Art Scott.