Todd Klein
Todd Klein (born January 28, 1951) is an American comic book letterer, logo designer, and occasional writer, primarily for DC Comics.
Biography
Early career
Todd Klein broke into comics in the summer of 1977, hired by DC Comics as a staff production worker. This job entailed pasting together text pages (such as letter columns), putting logos, display lettering, and type on covers, and doing art and lettering corrections on comics pages. Other staffers included colorists Bob LeRose and Anthony Tollin, writer Bob Rozakis, inker Steve Mitchell, and letterer John Workman. Over the next months and years, Klein tried his hand at all those things, but found lettering suited him best. Workman helped Klein get started with the basic tools and techniques, and Klein studied the work of Gaspar Saladino, Workman, Ben Oda, and John Costanza; as well as Marvel Comics letterers Tom Orzechowski, Jim Novak, and Joe Rosen. Klein landed his first freelance lettering job in the fall of 1977, and by late 1977 was entrusted with an entire issue: Firestorm #1.
Do It Alone
[VERSE 1]
These voices they tell me go. Why should I ever go?
Man I'm so comfortable here, Why should I head to a place where people live in fear?
Stand off it's the real year, something they can really feel.
See, I'll never get, why the earth is a puzzle that'll never fit.
I'm out of their world.
So why should I leave my sanctuary?
Man, The whole thought of that is scary.
How do I know that their kind will hear me out.
Will they understand I'm flying a different route.
Pose as a human being, mother moon tells me that I need my help.
I guess these are the cards she threw out and dealt.
She said I gotta do it alone, She said I gotta do it alone.
I guess I gotta go.
[CHORUS]
You gotta do it alone man, You gotta do it alone.
You gotta do it alone man, go on your own.
Its bigger then you man. Its bigger then you. Its bigger then you man.
[VERSE 2]
She said to pack my bags dawg, and never look back.
This is something that I have to do.
A hero, to save the world.
A hero, with no girl and no family.
Just sacrifice as a friend, and struggle is the enemy. But weed is the remedy.
And if you get lonely boy, you can just roll up a dutch and keep ya head high.
Wanna see home, look at the sky.
Remember your not strange, but your not the same man.
[CHORUS]