Q*bert regrets his decision almost as soon as he has made it.
11 x 8.5″, pen & ink on bristol
Self-promotional.
Q*bert regrets his decision almost as soon as he has made it.
11 x 8.5″, pen & ink on bristol
Self-promotional.
Every jumbled pile of person has a thinking part that wonders what the part that isn’t thinking isn’t thinking of…
Lincoln, track 6: Where Your Eyes Don’t Go. (Listen on iTunes)
Here it is, probably one of my favorite TMBG tracks of all time. The paranoia, the desperation, always wondering what’s going on, trying to see behind yourself, knowing there’s danger there but needing to try anyway. How long before this guy goes nuts and just starts breaking mirrors? How long before he cuts himself to death on the broken glass?
I love the world, and if I have to sue for custody / I will sue for custody!
Lincoln, track 16: Stand On Your Own Head. (Listen on iTunes)
This song never made any sense to me, it just felt like it was filled with one non-sequitur after another. Which in its way was pretty brilliant. The song doesn’t build to anything, it doesn’t have any message, it just is what it is, and is damned unapologetic. If I didn’t know any better, I’d say this song was written about Portland.
A woman’s voice on the radio can convince you you’re in love / A woman’s voice on the telephone can convince you you’re alone…
Lincoln, track 7: Piece of Dirt (Listen on iTunes)
I always thought of Piece of Dirt as a companion song to Mr. Me. Both songs are about protagonists named ‘Me’ (“I find myself haunted by a spooky man named ‘Me’), and both are about loss and transition. For that reason I used the same kid in this image as in Mr. Me. Wonder whatever became of this kid…
Once a boy named Mr. Me bemoaned a great regret:
“I’ve floundered in the Misty Sea but can’t abide its mystery. I wound up sad, you bet.”
Lincoln, track 8: Mr. Me (Listen on iTunes)
Mr. Me is one of those great TMBG songs that, on its surface sound bouncy, jaunty, and fun, but when you take a moment to listen to the lyrics are actually terribly depressing and dark. This boy went off in search of something, got lost in the looking, and ended up worse than when he left. Welcome to adulthood, kids!