The name of the strip is Overground, an obvious inversion of the concept of the underground – the drop-out hippy communities that had grown up like weeds. I mention these communities, because the premise here is that one of them has colonized the top floor of an apartment building and turned it into a rough peasant dwelling, devoid of anything modern or destructive.

On top of the idealized utopian result to what usually ended in disaster, Caza is smiling in mad glee at the fact that it exists on top of an apartment block – the quintessential sub-urban space. He gets to present his dream environment and simultaneously poke fun at the downstairs neighbor who tries to achieve the same goal and ends up getting carted off for his efforts.

And, as always, his use of color is phenomenal. Notice how the lighting in the hallway in the top tier is yellow and artificial, while the lighting in the bottom panel is very different – natural, generated by fire.

(Heavy Metal issue #55, October 1981 – Page 18 Overground by Caza)