Dear Everyone, 

On Mustaches

During May, my friend and I entered into a collaborative competition of mustaches. We both vowed to grow a stache and it turned out to be a good time because neither of us really needed to be seen by anybody potentially important for about the whole month*. The first few days were easy because I don’t like shaving and only do so every three days. After a week, it got pretty hard. Anyone with sparse facial hair will know the embarrassment and overall badlooks of a thin beard. It wasn’t for a few weeks that I could shave and have my face noticeably be-stached. Once this happened the hardtimes got worse, because I looked very much like a guy who is up to no good - but I powered through, growing the heck out of this rough stuff. I ended Mustache May with a serious fumanchu. Since the end of the month, though, I’ve been unable to shave it completely off. I even went so far as to allow myself a small soul-patch and it concerns me. I took inspiration from a French zombie movie where my darkened, Parisian doppelgänger had a superlative handlebar with flavor-saver. We’ll see where my facial hair takes me. For now, have a look at the evolution.

* we can argue about how you can meet someone important at any time, but this really was a long shot considering what we were doing and where we were.

Continuing on this Record Store Week "release all my music" bonanza comes Prescription Strength Hugs' Detuskit EP. I'd consider this part of my "Serengeti" phase - lots of drums, recorders, saws and various percussions. Check out the album art and listen to the tracks! You can get the album on my Bandcamp page, thanks!

<a href="http://prescriptionstrengthhugs.bandcamp.com/album/detuskit" data-mce-href="http://prescriptionstrengthhugs.bandcamp.com/album/detuskit">Detuskit by Prescription Strength Hugs</a>

Post Project Scatter

Just finished up a big push for the Regulation Room new rule. Whenever I have some strict deadlines and a bunch of work, both my real and digital desktop are the first to suffer. Keanu and the Swaze helped me power through though. Now, to clean up those files!

Airline Colors

I’ve been flying more than usual lately. Sitting in airports, you get a good look at airline branding. For as much money as they must put into the marketing and collateral of their brand, so little of it stands apart from its competitors. I suppose this makes sense when all they’re really trying to do is appeal to the largest audience possible, and this will always involve snoozers design. I had to go a bit out of the way to try to find airlines that didn’t use only  red, white and blue (thanks Lufthansa). Feels good to return to some more "studies."

Eventually, it came true.

Hey, it's Friday. A thing for a thing I'm working on. Gonna be real fun stuff.

Rejected Tracks - The Sloest

This is one of many ‘rejected tracks’ in the Prescription Strength Hugs (my music-making moniker) archive. I recently stumbled upon this one and am not sure why it got axed, as I quite like it. Dug it out and illustrated the instrumentation and lyrics (which I typically hate displaying, but again, kind of liked them). Please enjoy.

Hey, it's Friday. Rockin'.

St. Valentino & His Corpse Army

Hey folks, today is Halloween. I was looking around my music library and found an old Valentine’s Day mix I made, and boy, it’s got some pretty dark stuff in there for that holiday. It’s all about zombies and lady snatching. SO, I thought it would be perfect to unleash this thing on the day of ghouls. It is a mix of some fine songs with a narration of the young Victor Valentine’s life, written by me and voiced expertly by a computer. Follow Victor on his quest to find a woman, crossing the fields of Chick Chick Chick, swimming the sea Fortuna and scaling the cliffs of Gabeldor. Witness his downward spiral into darkness and evil - and hope against hope he comes out the other end with that he most desires. Enjoy!

That Shape

Pardon the crude humor.  But also, let the crude humor do its thing.