Appropriately crazy art design places masses of Photoshopped hair swirling wildly around Gaiman’s rhymed defense of unshorn locks. When a lass named Bonnie comments on his crazy hair, the narrator stoutly responds with a catalog of its inhabitants: “In my hair / Gorillas leap, / Tigers stalk, / And ground sloths sleep. / Prides of lions / Make their lair / Somewhere / in my crazy hair.” Like Ralph Steadman in a Cubist phase, McKean crafts stylized, angular figures gesticulating and clambering through hirsute jungles that, in the end, reach out to snag Bonnie herself—who is last seen “Dancing with the dancers there / Happy as a millionaire.” In the works since 2005 (and long available on audio, read by the author), this makes a rousing companion or “hair” apparent to the likes of Keith Graves’s The Unexpectedly Bad Hair of Barcelona Smith (2006) or Edward Koren’s Very Hairy Harry (2003). (Picture book. 4-8)
