This is the first (modern) concert poster I ever saw. It scared the crap out of me. I saw two in the same night - at the GOAT gallery and Evil Clown Records in Chicago.
After that I had to find more. Better than drugs.
Ok, so again I'm waaayyy later than everyone else on the replies. I'm still discovering new (to me) shit on here everyday. And I just have to comment on this one. This is a very special one to me. This is the first image that really got me into "Rock Art". And I'm not talking about the company, I mean the concept.
I've never seen a print of this poster, but I have the t-shirt. I saw The Melvins play on the Stoner Witch tour and I bought the shirt. 8 years later and I STILL proudly wear it. It's one of my prized possessions. And it still gets people's attention and starts many conversations with complete strangers every time I wear it.
The shirt is faded and the image has little cracks in it. The shirt is definitely aged. But that just gives it that much more character.
But this is the image that made me seek out other rock posters. I was, and still am, a huge Williams fan. And this reminded me of something he would have done. I got into him and other counter culture artists around the whole GnR flap. Probably my all time favorite poster.
One of my favorites as well. I've done my Bible reading, and I've come up with a pretty startling conclusion about Jesus: That guy was a total sap! In Acts 10:43, Peter says, "To Him all the prophets bear witness that every one who believes in Him receives forgiveness of sins through His name." In short, if you believe in Jesus and invoke His forgiveness, you'll be forgiven for whatever you do. What a sucker! That's exactly the kind of loophole I'm looking for!
Look, I never asked Jesus for eternal forgiveness. But if He's na?ve enough to bestow it upon me and trust that I'm not going to take advantage, I'm certainly not going to turn Him down. Last winter, I was driving around a little drunk. (Truckadelic was dressed like the Village People, so who wouldn't be?) Anyway, I crashed into a parked car and really tore the hell out of the front fender. Nice car, too, a Lexus IS 300 Sport Sedan, the kind of car I wouldn't be able to afford if I ate nothing but shit and gravy for the next 15 years. I was starting to freak out because I didn't have insurance. Then I remembered Jesus' unending reserve of benevolence. I also recalled something from The Bible about a rich man not getting through the eye of a camel or some mumbo-jumbo. So I figured that not only would Jesus forgive me, He'd probably have wanted me to hit that car. I sped away with a dented fender and a sense of fulfillment for doing God's work.
I mean, there's an awful lot of talk about sin in the Bible, but it always comes back to the same thing: You can commit just about any sin under the sun and still get into heaven, so long as you let Jesus into your life. I figure I'm not actively keeping Him out, so He's with me all the time. What would Jesus do? Well, He probably wouldn't have fucked the first-runner-up for Miss Teen Georgia, but He sure forgave me when I did it.
Heck, there was that time I held up the liquor store and shot a guy, and I felt really bad about it. I'd never shot anyone before, and I thought, "Geez, what if he had a family?" I was holed up in a hotel room with a bottle of whiskey and was really close to turning myself in. But then I found the Gideon's Bible in the nightstand drawer. After going through some of the better passages, I figured the man I gut-shot wasn't fit to stand in judgment of me. As far as Jesus was concerned, I was free and clear. So I didn't turn myself in, the guy lived, and everyone was happy. Thanks, Jesus... ya big rube!
People tell me I'm a terrible person. I tell them, "Hey, I'm okay with Jesus, so I should be okay with you." Like The Bible says in Luke 6:37, "Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not, and you will not be condemned; forgive, and you will be forgiven." Why can't the Georgia Criminal Code be like that? The state of Georgia doesn't judge me, and I don't judge the state of Georgia . That's the way I like it. If Jesus wants to forgive people, who am I to argue? More importantly, who am I not to take advantage of that?
Sometimes, in my darkest hours, I imagine that Jesus is carrying me. When I was on my eight-day speed/armed-robbery binge, I could actually feel Him pick me up in his arms and carry me away from the vomit-soaked apartment. He even stopped so I could throw away the gun. Jesus is a friend, a partner, and an accomplice.
Lord, you may be a sucker, but you're a sucker for all the right reasons. Thank you, Jesus!
and where it REALLY gets weird is that this is not even like a real picture of a real chick that MAYBE was beaten and drugged into posing so she could feed her babies, but a few badly rendered lines on a piece of paper.
apparentley having a nice rack and like reveling in it is evil.
that font is called Munchen..I had some font dude make it for me a million years ago. its based on Hohlbein's poster lettering.
"concrete' is a commercial font thats fairly similiar.
funny thing is I got like a bunch of hate mail over this printed in the local weekly..not because of the Jesus molestation or the swastika....but because the chicks topless...and therefor the poster is 'abusive to women'...