Post by onethreetwo on May 14, 2021 17:10:36 GMT
Story time. Many years ago, shortly after my punk band stopped performing, I decided I wanted to self-release a small number of instruental sludge metal cassettes under the name Horrifying Death. Just for fun. Number them, give them away, whatever. Not even sell them.
Anyway, I asked my Dad to do me a favor. Just on a small cassette size piece of paper, draw something for the cassette art. He's a decent artist. He's retired. I don't feel too bad about asking him to do this for me. I'm not asking for a Rembrandt. I tell him it can be whatever he wants. Keep in mind the band is called Horrifying Death.
Maybe a month or two later he comes to me with a bunch of professionally laminated, cassette size squares of art. At the top in semi-metal lettering it says, "Horrific Death". Fucking Horrific Death! Lol. With a head wearing a hat like Slash's hat, coming out of a grave.
Two things. I fucking hate Guns N' Roses. And two, the band is called Horrifying Death, not Horrific Death! Lol whatever. It wasn't anything serious anyway. Just stupid music hobby shit.
Anyway, I asked my Dad to do me a favor. Just on a small cassette size piece of paper, draw something for the cassette art. He's a decent artist. He's retired. I don't feel too bad about asking him to do this for me. I'm not asking for a Rembrandt. I tell him it can be whatever he wants. Keep in mind the band is called Horrifying Death.
Maybe a month or two later he comes to me with a bunch of professionally laminated, cassette size squares of art. At the top in semi-metal lettering it says, "Horrific Death". Fucking Horrific Death! Lol. With a head wearing a hat like Slash's hat, coming out of a grave.
Two things. I fucking hate Guns N' Roses. And two, the band is called Horrifying Death, not Horrific Death! Lol whatever. It wasn't anything serious anyway. Just stupid music hobby shit.
