You guys! Chronicle Books and Mission Mission want to give you a free copy of this book! Just leave a comment below relating a story involving a rock poster. (Like, maybe you made one once, or maybe you had to fight someone for one after one of those shows at the Fillmore?) Best one wins this glorious new tome AND a limited edition poster! (We pick the best one.) Contest ends Friday at 3pm.
And if you don’t win, you can swing by the Curiosity Shoppe this Saturday (April 10th), buy the book, get a free limited edition poster AND meet Mr. Munn!!
And now, a couple nice posters:
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I swiped the set list from an Al Steward show at the Stone in the early 80′s. Does that count?
One day, I was walking down Mission, and seen a Noise Pop poster. This happened to be the same day I was going to see Magnetic Fields.
As i was looking around, making sure it was “clear”,
a car pulled up and a large African man got out.
I was pealing back tape as i realized i was in the middle of a drug deal in broad day light.
I wasnt leaving without it, so i acted like a crazy and started talking to the way.
Needless to say, I got the poster.
I’m moving to SoCal. I know, I know!! Anyway, I’m taking pictures and posters off my wall and I just took down my Modest Mouse, The Shins, Helio Sequence at The Fillmore circa 2003 down. As I recall (if at all, the booze were in abundance and so was the nose candy) Modest Mouse was not the highlight of the show. In fact, The Shins and Helio Sequence stole the show esp. Helio Sequence since the drummer from Modest Mouse doubled as their drummer. I think Isaac Brock had lost his voice and was telling the audience that he could get his voice back with the help of “coca cola” but he didn’t mean the soda. Maybe the drip helps, not sure? A bit of advice: date people that work at venues. Free drinks and leftover pizza from backstage are a great bonus to any rock concert. Also, keep those posters!! Your kids and grandkids will cherish them!!!:)
Scott, I was at that show too (and I have the poster up in my bathroom). I remember Brock coming off like a complete asshole, generally, but I also remember him asking the audience “who’s here for Noise Pop?” and getting complete silence back… That was right before (or during) the time when they were totally blowing up to more than an “indie” audience if I recall rightly.
The night after the Japandroids show at the Hemlock Tavern I spied a bright pink, old-school style cardboard poster for the gig getting trampled on the sidewalk. I brought it back to my friends’ place despite their disbelief at me handling the beat up thing, but got drunk and forgot it. Now they refuse to give it back, instead pointing to it and announcing “Josh picks up hot pink trash” whenever I come by.
Glad you enjoyed the poster.
and btw, Jason Munn is the man!
Cool looking book!
This might be a rambling story that doesn’t make me look super great. I don’t know, haven’t told it yet, let’s see how this goes.
So I was in Buffalo NY, a not so great place for a young person in ways (2nd poorest city in the US). A place where social class is divided, and dating sucks for low status people like a broke-ass wannabe artist (probably half of everyone there.) I decided to make an Internet Dating Ad.
First person I ever met that way was a sweetheart of a lawyer. (Sort of, although she made fun of my “homeless van” which was a little odd for someone with activisty pretensions.) We dated a bit but it didn’t work out, although I kept a semi pathetic “thing” for her.
2nd person I almost met traded some fun/arrogant smartypants wannabe-poet email, then blew me off without a picture just a description (yeah I know, I didn’t have much else happening at the time.)
Some months later I went to a rock show at my friend’s co-op house. On the porch I did some random semi drunken blabbing with a person matching name/description/neighborhood of the 2nd.
I fooled around and sent anonymous prankish emails to her email I already had from before. She was mystified who and which party I was talking about (I had actually been talking to someone totally different), which messed with her mind. This resulted in a date.
Impression: super arrogant and made fun of my clothes. (Yes a wannabe poet, who worked at a fashion store.) A cute asshole who was fun to talk to in an adversarial way. Got a goodnight kiss and never heard from her again.
Until, a few months later I went to a party at lawyer girl’s place. Wannabe poet was there and tried to get me into conversation. I snubbed her intensely.
Some weeks later my friends at the co-op organized another party/rock show. I drew them a poster: http://www.patsanimation.com/Portfolio/Illustration-comics/sea2sm.jpg
The night we put posters around, poet girl showed up at co-op dinner. I gave out more intense snubbery. She put up snub-shields and complimented my hips and poster, which resulted in another date.
We went to dinner and she made fun of my clothes. We ended up in her bed where I talked about my “thing” for lawyer girl, which resulted in me going home and things fizzling after a few more ambivalent meetings (probably for the best.)
Lesson: ability to draw posters seems to bring certain benefits, but it takes other abilities to use those, I guess? hope Jason’s book serves him well
don’t ever tell another story again. this was awful. “intense snubbery” sounds like something you would hear from a “master pick-up artist” named Mysterio.
i really regret leaving that story. I think it was 4am or something.
actually if some blog owner person is reading, could you delete the long comment up there. I don’t know what I was thinking. sorry for putting crap on your blog.
Jason did the sign/logo for Little Star Pizza (the most delicious deep dish in the city), the fact that I know that means I deserve the book.
Thanks!
jason’s got a great eye and his designs are consistently clever and cool. i’ve got a few of his posters framed and hanging in my apartment.
my ex-girlfriend was a huge fan, so for christmas one year, i had one of jason’s posters (a mates of state/rainer maria one–link below) made into a jigsaw puzzle for her.
http://www.orangebeautiful.com/blog/post.php?post_id=75
i didn’t want to rip off his work, so i emailed him to ask if he’d be cool with it and if i could pay him for the rights. not only was he cool with it, he asked for the specs and created a custom file to make sure it came out as great as possible.
needless to say, the gift was a hit — it looked awesome and she freaked out. it may be the coolest gift i’ve ever gotten anyone.
I’m in the unfortunate situation of having been in a Christian pop punk band in high school that not only committed our clumsy religious ballads to tape but that also toured and played shows. Of course, this meant printing up posters.
In one particular poster, we all stood beneath a stormy sky looking as tough as barely pubescent skinny guys can. Last year my girlfriend (who I didn’t know in those days) told me that she had stolen one of these posters and hung it in her dorm room because she thought it was so hilarious.
Why she dated me, I’ll never know.
I went to the Radiohead Haiti benefit show in LA and was standing between Stephen Moyer and Anna Paquin the whole time. The show ended and I was walking out with them. I was hoping to photobomb their paparazzi photos at the venue’s exit, but then I saw they were selling posters of the show. I left my photobomb dreams behind and bought two Radiohead posters. I would have been so very sad if I didn’t snag those posters.
i only have one rock poster so i hope this story will suffice… the poster basically renders the princess and the dragon scenario, but in this case the dragon-slayer took too much LSD so the story never ends. on the poster is a big silhouetted rockstar head with a devil poking out of it. this devil is holding a blivet. the poster is created in profile view, like egyptian art, so it looks like the devil is wielding a pitchfork, as devils typically do, but it’s obvious that it must be a blivet. this rockstar would live a large portion of his life trying to fight this blivet wielding satanic personage that, in this case, is seen coming out of his silhouetted head on a poster (it’s usually not this easy to see, and only announces itself when you listen to the music). the struggle between this rockstar and devil has been going on for quite some time now, i’ve had the poster on my wall for about three years and not a thing has changed. some things last a long time.
(daniel johnston) http://www.thesmallstakes.com/gallery_soldout.php?page=2#
Feb 2001, my friend’s younger brother is visiting him from BFE Canada(Lake Cowichan, B.C. – pretty far out there). Needless to say, he didn’t get out much. So he is in town and I figure he could use some big city entertainment. We go to see The Country Teasers open for Wesley Willis at the Starry Plough in Berkeley. Lots of drinking and erased memory later, we are outside after the show, someone hands the kid a joint and the wheels pretty much come off after that. Wesley is walking around, hanging out with fans, doing his “normal” thing. My friend is simultaneously starstruck and incoherent, tries to go tell Wesley how great the show was. Wesley grabs my friend by the back of the neck and goes to give him the standard series of headbutts. Friend fairly well flips out and starts screaming about how he was being attacked which didn’t sit too well with Wesley* and the whole shitshow got a little crazy. I basically have to restrain my friend, sit him down on the curb and explain the situation to him. He feels so bad about it he starts crying, really blubbering and tells me how he “didn’t know what was going on, we don’t have blacks in Canada. I thought this was some kind of Oakland Gang thing!!!”
Anyway, I talk him off the ledge and then he insists that he needs to apologize to Wesley. I tell him “no fucking way” after the scene he created. He is just so pathetic looking and refuses to leave. So I tell him I will go back inside and make the apology for him, “just calm the fuck down, don’t talk to anyone, and stay here!”
I go back inside with no intention of doing anything. Wesley has long forgotten about the situation or is probably already writing a song about it. I get another beer to buy some time, find a crappy show flier for the gig, ask the bartender for a pen, scribble “Wesley Willis” on it and go outside. I give the flier to my friend and say “everything is awesome, it’s all over now, Wesley asked me to give this to you.”
6 years later I go up to B.C. to go hiking and do some water skiing. I go over to visit and he still has this flier, framed on display in his living room to pay tribute to his “wild night in America.” Precious memories.
*for those unaware, Wesley Willis was a diagnosed schizophrenic and weighed ~300 lbs.
We played a show in Seattle a few years ago with the Vells and Treasure State, I had heard that someone made a poster of the show but I wasn’t sure if this was really the case or not, so we were about to walk in to this place to eat kinda near the Crocodile when low and behold not a couple minutes after talking about this so called poster there was one on a light poll right there near the entrance to the resturant, my buddy / drummer Rob beat me to the chase otherwise I would put a link to it here. But it was a cool silk screened poster with the band names and this picture of a guy on a horse. Thinking about this now I really want that poster.
….so who won the contest….?