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Oh, and there we were all in one place, a generation lost in space with no time left to start again.
So come on, Jack be nimble, Jack be quick, Jack Flash sat on a candlestick 'cause fire is the devil's only friend.
Oh, and as I watched him on the stage my hands were clenched in fists of rage.
No angel born in Hell could break that Satan's spell.
And as the flames climbed high into the night to light the sacrificial rite,
I saw Satan laughing with delight, the day the music died.

Monday, April 18, 2011

PSA for the week

Dear fellow graphic designers,

If you respond to an ad like this one, make sure you negotiate for a share of the free beers the band gets at their gigs. More than likely, that's the only compensation you'll ever see (no matter what they promise).

Someone currently doing two of these projects (and yes, I went into them knowing I won't get paid, they also know they get the lowest priority).


Eric said...

Hey, you never know--could be the launchpad into becoming the Hipgnosis of the 21st Century, right?

Steve Buchheit said...

Sh'yeah. And monkeys could fly outa my butt.

Besides, in that case you're working for the label, not really for the band. I actually have a little experience in that field (Nashville, Gospel Music). It's a hard business.