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This was my first crack at the poster illustration for Richard Griffin’s forthcoming film, Atomic Brain Invasion. There will be some changes…actually I’m pretty much scrapping this version and starting from scratch on a more Tales From The Crypt style comic book illustration. Either way, the movie is going to be great and I’m excited to be involved in any way with this project! These Scorpio Film Releasing cats really have it! Check out some of Richard Griffin’s other great flicks if you get the chance. My favorites are Splatter Disco and Nun of That.
Just a quick heads up for you…a new Scotch, Tank and Ginger PREMIUM will soon be floating your way, especially if you’re a ROCK 102 listener. The STAG Spring Splash debut issue will soon be completed and given away on air, at events, and may even crop up in public lavatories. The latter being the most appropriate place for this rag! This mini-mag will be illustrated by yours truly and will contain additional material provided by my partners in crime, Tank and Ginger. Don’t expect too much though, it will essentially be the same kind of crap you hear every morning from 5:30 to 9am on Rock 102! It’s sort of like the comic book version of our radio show. Well, that’s all for now, donkeys! More details to come! We now return you to your regularly scheduled website.
Alright, it may be difficult for me to put into words the exact way I’m feeling at this moment but I’ve literally just been handed the Lardgut Bible! For the ill-informed, Lardgut is the brand name that has stained the majority of entertainment product which has spilled out of the minds of my friends and I over the past 25 years!
This is a self-indulgent rant because, let’s face it, obviously this stuff is going to hold a sentimental value to me that just won’t connect with anyone outside of our circle of imbecils. My buddy, Crummy, just handed over a cardboard box that contains a four-track recorder, a drum machine, sequencer and HOURS UPON HOURS OF UNMIXED LARDGUT MATERIAL ON CASSETTE!! I’m talking about old Punky Boobster material, old Goosepoop material, God Dog sessions, drunken jams…it’s ridiculous how much time I’m going to waste pouring over this stuff, but suddenly I feel as though it’s my obligation to chronicle it all, remaster it and put it to disc. I wholeheartedly apologize to my wife in advance. I’m going to be a kid in a candy store!