killer times fur realz. fireball drivin.
A collage of bodies of water from surf magazines, and a photo of Randi’s left eye.
winter 2013: hey boy! comics released another sampler, #3 in their catalog. I was asked to submit an ad for killer times; so I drew 91 individual red framed sunglasses, scanned them into my computer, and laid them out into a grid format. I titled the ad “…REMEMBER TO TAKE THE SAFETY OFF." -it’s a reference to BIC lighters. Over 20 pages inside, featuring work by: Asa Gillis, Joe Hollingsworth, David Belew, Kim Bianco, and Haleigh Buck. Short story by : Laura James. Cover by:Jimmy Giegerich. There’s an ad for Wallride Records too, by Mike Stearns. Sampler #3 is for sale for $3, but the website, www.heyboycomics.com, says that it’s SOLD OUT. If you’re interested in one though, maybe you could email a request. You can reach hey boy! comics through their CONTACT section on their website.
Coincidence? Synchronicity? Or loyal advocates for having “Killer Times?”
On Friday, Dan Deacon performed at MICA. It was a great set, and everyone should go check out his new album, America. Check the title track here: Dan Deacon-America
Unknowingly to us all, the three of us chose to sport our Oriole Bird Killah T-shirts prior to meeting up for the show. The shirts were designed and printed by Brad Reiter through his monicker, Killer Times.
If you find the attire of the three handsome gentlemen in this photo aesthetically pleasing, Brad has several of his T-shirts available for sale at www.killertimes.com, along with several of his musical, film, and art projects for your viewing pleasure.
Christmas morning in the early 1980’s- there is a certain nostalgia that I confuse with “holiday spirt” although I can always conjure up some warming nostalgia by looking at old family pictures, trying to conjure up the “holiday spirit” isn’t as easy though….
Killer Times Tshirt Prints of 2012.
10th post, and the last of this expedition. Randi and I left Arkansas and arrived in Lexington, Kentucky in the dark. We were tired, and glad that it was the last night of sleeping in a motel room. We got settled in the room and just said to hell with going to some interesting food spot- we just walked across the street to the Arby’s. The prices seemed cheaper than the Arby’s in Westminster too. After that, we walked to the gas station and bought a 12-pack of Modelo beers. I put them on ice in the sink back at the room and caught a good buzz with Randi, watching Adult Swim for the rest of the night. It seemed like throughout this entire journey, I was able to just walk into any gas station, or convenience store, at anytime of day and buy alcohol. This has felt like such a luxury, because back home in Westminster, it was only possible to buy from a designated liquor store that was only open until 10pm. The next morning,