Arizona drains everything out of me. As did watching Lupe Fiasco mess up his words to Tribe Called Quest on VH1's otherwise fully platinum hop hop honors. If I have to deal with another promoter asking me for a flyer with "some hot girls" on it I might do something drastic. I've come to just start making abstract versions of what they want and praying for rain, so far it's worked out.
New flyer for a Halloween party is below, playing off the B-movie poster. It'll be amazing to be back in NY, with a nice Oakley check waiting to pay the bills.
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