When you see these guys, you’re not going to any kind of regular concert, so a poster bordering on psychedelic made sense. The Tuvans (part of Mongolia) can get two simultaneous notes out of the same head! Don’t try this at home.
Finding new apprentices with the lure of jobs that pay better than adjunct professorships—that’s the goal of these posters and door clings targeted to a motor speedway.
I did all kinds of work for Cottonwood Mall for many years, until the owner decided he’d rather be the ambassador to Mauritius, and sold his empire. After my departure, the mall’s days were numbered. Confidence? Ha! No.
Now I have more leeway for this event. But at the time this poster was made, my focus was on education, showing people that this was a street festival, with 15 stages spread across driveways and lawns through my neighborhood.
A poster so long, I had to cut it in half to fit! At least I didn’t really build it out of distressed wood.