Here’s a couple of flyers out of an uncountable number I did back in the punkdaze. Those were wild and busy times. I was a DJ two nights a week, promoted live shows each Friday and designed and published a punkzine. Plus, I was bartending and going to graphic design school, not to mention having paired up with the most aggressively violent, wacko and traumatized woman I could ever imagine (and she wasn’t even a punk, but she was her high-schools homecoming queen)…

All of it was awesome except the last part…