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Covie the Covidiot Meets Covid-19!
Suffice to say it was a long damn week, what with having to wade through merciless crowds of stupid covidiots and all.
In all seriousness it took every ounce of strength and discipline I had this week not to break my foot off in their collective asses.
At one point I weathered a brief moment of clarity: the sooner the anti-maskers and anti-vaxxers die off the sooner the world as a whole will move past this pandemic and on to better things.
A hunter-gatherer community facing 15-months worth of economic and financial hardship and health insecurity would face a serious threat to its survival, and its retribution against the people who caused that hardship would be immediate and very violent.
If we were in the jungle, they would be in the pot and I'd be stirring, that's for fucking sure.
As we all know, drawing stickers helps to soothe the savage beast, as does writing and recording new music.
I am pleased to announce that the follow-up to my debut single "Goodman Conjuring" has been completed and released via Bandcamp.com. Entitled "Stupid Covidiots," it is the musical companion to this sticker, which also serves as an introduction to the character I have lovingly named Covie Bryant.
Give it a listen and give me shit at: prichardnixon.bandcamp.com/album/stupid-covidiots.
"Wash this from your life." - Henry Rollins
Having excised the negativity that accumulated inside me over the past week has lightened the mental load. Redirecting negativity into sticker-making and songwriting is much more rewarding than sitting in jail for throwing a punch at a stupid covidiot anyway. Score one for tortured artistry and score one for sweet, sweet revenge! I feel better already!
Until next time, keep holding the line and keep moving forward. Hope is a weapon and I love you all. - O.P.
Covie the Covidiot Meets Covid-19!
Suffice to say it was a long damn week, what with having to wade through merciless crowds of stupid covidiots and all.
In all seriousness it took every ounce of strength and discipline I had this week not to break my foot off in their collective asses.
At one point I weathered a brief moment of clarity: the sooner the anti-maskers and anti-vaxxers die off the sooner the world as a whole will move past this pandemic and on to better things.
A hunter-gatherer community facing 15-months worth of economic and financial hardship and health insecurity would face a serious threat to its survival, and its retribution against the people who caused that hardship would be immediate and very violent.
If we were in the jungle, they would be in the pot and I'd be stirring, that's for fucking sure.
As we all know, drawing stickers helps to soothe the savage beast, as does writing and recording new music.
I am pleased to announce that the follow-up to my debut single "Goodman Conjuring" has been completed and released via Bandcamp.com. Entitled "Stupid Covidiots," it is the musical companion to this sticker, which also serves as an introduction to the character I have lovingly named Covie Bryant.
Give it a listen and give me shit at: prichardnixon.bandcamp.com/album/stupid-covidiots.
"Wash this from your life." - Henry Rollins
Having excised the negativity that accumulated inside me over the past week has lightened the mental load. Redirecting negativity into sticker-making and songwriting is much more rewarding than sitting in jail for throwing a punch at a stupid covidiot anyway. Score one for tortured artistry and score one for sweet, sweet revenge! I feel better already!
Until next time, keep holding the line and keep moving forward. Hope is a weapon and I love you all. - O.P.