Art is the subjectification of the absolute, the internal justification of that which is real masquerading as that which is representative of the emotional dichotomy underlying the gap between the given and the self-realised conceptualisation. As I'm sure all you ****ers will agree. In light of that, it's bleedin obvious what should happen to Dead Bod. Isn't it?
Someone sprayed the name of my band on a wall in 1979. It was the closest I ever got to feeling like a rock star.
I only recently learned - was it from the recent Bucko HDM interview? - that Don himself was behind this. Maybe it was my youthful innocence at the time that didnt put 2 and 2 together but it makes perfect sense.
When I was younger an old mate went in a Mandy with me over something and thought he'd get his own back by graffiting half the local school and tagging my name everywhere. The twat obviously never noticed he was on camera
Dead Bod has successfully been taken down and is now safely in storage until it's permanent home is decided.