This ol' night again. Brilliant flier work, eh? The nice scotch tape showing. The cuts in the paper all visible, the uneven placement. Not only is it not well put together, it's not even very creative. In fact, my little piece of shit, both images came from this months Mojo Magazine. How fucking lazy am I? Yeah, yeah that's a young Ian McCulloch looking at records in his living room. In the background? The Ronettes. The relevence? Absolutely none, A hole. But it doesn't matter. This night will still be bonkers/bananas. You want to know why? Go and find out my little baby dog.
1 comment:
I think it's pretty good, actually.
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