Ding Dong…

by Brian McKim & Traci Skene on July 28th, 2004

In the days following these festival blowouts, we shed the fatigue, we slowly regain our senses and we gain some perspective. We plow through the business cards, review the brochures, send out a ton of emails, field a bunch of inbound emails and we read and re-read the updates. Occasionally, we’ll read an item and say, for instance, “Uh… do you suppose it was a good idea to call somebody ‘cheap fucks’?” or something like that. Then we re-assure ourselves that calling somebody a cheap fuck is pretty tame in the grand scheme of things. Besides, with our track record, this kind of rhetoric is expected, even celebrated. We liken what we do, with regard to the Industry, to placing a bag of dog poop on the Industry’s doorstep, lighting it, ringing the doorbell and then running away. We’re annoying, but we don’t do any real damage. Maybe just ruin a perfectly nice pair of shoes once in a while.