When the space shuttle Challenger exploded, I was at the mall with my mom (shut up!), waiting for her to try on clothes, fidgeting in anticipation of our next stop: the comic-book store. But hey, we're here to talk about posters, right? This one's got a lot going for it: a cleverly used image, some so-ugly-it's-kind-of-awesome custom type, and nice use of negative space. Unfortunately, it's undermined by the clumsy addition of a few too many "CD release" notices and a freaking novella at the bottom about the evening's events. A little less would have definitely been more.


w/ Clinton Fearon, Das Vibenbass

Fri June 29, Neumo's

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