Crooked MARKetING
Artists are now responsible for their own marketing, says Andrew Keen. Every band needs a brand. Crook considered this proposition. Emboldened by miscellaneous wines, other peripheral measures of alcohol and the company of f(r)iends, he concluded that a literal approach was required. Under the untimely lunacy of an afternoon moon, he took a hot rod from the fire and made his mark.
The wound was sterilised with Chekov vodka, the mind calmed with a blast or two on the trusty nicotine inhaler. Days passed and the body set about its task of repairing the cauterised flesh and scabby skin. Another letter now sits on the document of the body: a C reversed, a worm straining to eat its own tail. Maybe a hungry, punning bird will fly onto his shoulder: a rook come to see.
HE HE HE!
It totally looks like a worm.
One of the Mr Men worms!
Nice one! I’m surprised I never heard your screams from here!!
Dan. x
Reckon its just makeup and rubber wound from a joke shop ;0)
my arm hurts , looking at it .
but it is surely very fancy !
Was there vodka? i dont remember that bit. i remember going going to the gay bar with them and they were not impressed with jims! mine and sams were much better!
Vodka and some back shelf wine was the main ingredient in the weird cocktail that made our brains this way inclined. As my memory serves, that same filthy vodka was the tonic used to sterilise our fresh wounds. Yours and Sams were the best, yeah, though Hyre’s reaction to his leg sore should have been put online for all the world to see. x