24 hour party people
And then there was Train Records. Five guys with no experience, no idea and no fear started a record label. We managed to squeeze out a compilation CD, make T-shirts that kept getting stolen from the shows and throw a dozen elaborate rock shows. There were bands, comedians, dancing girls and a guy in bear suit riding a tiny bicycle.
We made a lot of friends. We made a lot of enemies. Oddly, the enemy stories are more fun to tell. On any given Tuesday, I will buy music before I buy food. I like designing gig posters and CDs. There is something deeply pleasing to a music junkie like me to think that I have contributed to the greater cause of pop music.
Copy and Design: Me. All me. Except where Brian Close helped.
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Lovesick Fools
The blues bar where these guys are playing is one of my favourite places in the world. I was quite happy to know that I had some small part in making the joint look just a little more run-down and divey.
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Lovesick Fools
This is one of my favourite pieces of printing that I've done in years.
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Lovesick Fools
Look how lovesick this fool must be! That's dangerous…
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Bar Car Riot
While the stage was filled with burlesque dancers, I got a band called Blood Dungeon to sing Happy Birthday to my mother.
I'm reasonably certain that she hasn't forgiven me.
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Train 6, 7, 8
In one of my proudest copywriting moments ever, Brian Close and I wrote the censorship gag.
It was the shirt that got stolen the most from shows, so people must have agreed with us.
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Good Night
This place had the best pizza for several hundred miles in any direction.
One of my all-time, favourite headlines.
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Train 40
This was the night before I got on a plane to Halifax. Things that got broken that night include (but are not limited to):
Glorious.
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CLRBT-7
My first foray into throwing needlessly elaborate, balloon-filled rock shows on the East Coast.
Big thanks to Brian Close for his hand in this.
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