From probably my fave Racs gig I went to.
Jack’s screaming voice and the solo - it’s just colossal. :)
right, the thoughts behind this drawing came from hearing the song Bass by Meghan Trainor. On first listen I thought okay, great, body acceptance blah blah. Then I heard the lyric, 'she said boys like a little more booty to hold at night’. I thought, why the fuck must we only accept ourselves and our bodies in the context of male sexual appeal. And how dangerous it is to be coining pop songs like these as ‘feminist anthems’ when really they are just adding to the damn tidal wave of misogynistic views we’re already up to our necks in. If I ever write a pop song it’s gonna be about eating toast and rolling down hills and screaming at the sky because that’s all the cool stuff you can do with your body.
I do have a bit of a thing for ‘thicker’ women, so I think I wanted to like Meghan Trainor, but she’s kind of teetering into giving off that vibe that a lot of female pop stars do where you can tell they’re trying to present themselves as attractive, but you don’t actually feel attracted to them because you can tell that they don’t look entirely real (some do it worse than others).
That took exactly 8 minutes for a dude to chip in about how the woman can’t even get being thick right!!! brilliant.
I didn’t know marshmallows had legs.
David Bowie in The Man Who Fell to Earth, 1976.
Squirrel being fed by a marionette of an old lady being controlled by an old lady. My life is complete
I quit a client project after he refused to pay my invoices. A few months later, he got in touch out of the blue. This is exact email:
Client: Hey, I’m taking some eHow classes in all that s*** you were charging me for so I can do it myself. The only thing I need to know is if you would happen to have a spare copy of this “Adobe’s Creative’s Suites” that I could use….??? :) ;)