My little sissy dates a drummer. Normally this would be considered a bad thing, but I like him. He has actual talent, a day job, and answers questions like "how did you lose that tooth" with statements like "well, the short answer is tequila...". Good fellow. :P
So when the band came to me with a crayon stick-punk covered in blood asking, "can you make this not suck?", I obliged them. I hadn't done band art in years. It's time to get back into that stuff. It's fun. :)
If you're in the bad part of Charleston, SC on Halloween check out The Corpses and snag one of my T-shirts.