…are being celebrated here at Boredinarecordshop…
…being celebrated in fine style with the “piece” that has had me prevaricating all week…
…for anyone who unfollows in disgust, I can be quoted as saying “It seemed like a good idea at the time”…
…enjoy – if you don’t enjoy, don’t judge…
…um…
…Ladies and Gentlemen may I present “Tony’s Political Primer”…
…wow, you made it this far… I wasn’t sure you’d join me here…
…er… it has been my experience that 4 out of 5 people read “Fatc**t” as “Fatcat”…
…it isn’t…
…still with me?
…picture if you will the “artist” in is 6th week of smoking cessation… to the concern (and amusement ) of his friends, family and peers he has become very manic in his speech and actions… he is continually thrashing around in his sketchbook working thru another set of cigarette-craving induced ideas…
…the fat floaty guys start to get an edge, the “artist’s” imagination dipped in post-tobacco-anti-governmental vitriol…
…describing all establishment suits as Fatc**ts had become a habit (TV news time in our house…the air is BLUE)…
…the idea for the Primer was only going to be a sample page… but “manic” took over and before I knew it I had the whole thing drawn…
…all seven pages of it…
…good god, what was I thinking…
..good god, why, when I had returned to a more sedate version of myself did I feel the need to do the whole damn thing again in full colour….
…creative process?…desperate cry for attention?…both?.
My world view is askew. You’ve shifted my whole impellent behind my initial follow.
Not to mention, I had to re-read the whole dammed thing. Only this time with use of the proper verbiage.
You’ve heard of the boy who cried “WOLF!”?
Well that has nothing really to do with anything.
But the people listened – as did the children of Hamelin – and we, this infantile assemblage, have followed your benign cry for attention.
The BIARS’s Crusade, we’ll call it. Yes?
… gotcha…