Tuesday, May 08, 2007

FRANKENSTEIN HOT DOG AMERICA

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Hot dogs, Frankenstein's Monster & America should all be made up out of all manner of meats, ground or sewn together, salted, spiced, smoked & shocked through with electricity. Essentially lower-middle class, hard working, scary, almost out of control & constantly pursued by the ignorant, European mob. Goes down great with a good, cheap beer. Best served at a ball game, county fair or on the streets of a big city. You actually meet Americans who haven't eaten hot dogs, thought about Frankenstein's Monster or have been proud to be an American "in a long time". How long has it been? Why is it? Too busy eating quiche? Too busy drinking Evian (Naive)? It's time to be a real American.

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7 comments:

Ray Frenden said...

Your color choices are after my own heart, for sure.

aeron said...

Hell yeah, eat the dogs, march through town looking out for fire and pitchforks, keep the mob at bay and don't give a fuck!

Ray Frenden said...

That pretty much sums up my way of life.

Sean the Sean said...

Thanks dudes. It's posts like these that got me almost kicked off of Art Dorks! Speaking of which, without the interactive part of their site, i don't think they're gonna do so well, it's boring. I was going to write a piece about some of these art sites & the artists on them, but i got to feeling a bit nervous. Maybe i should though. I've got a lot to say! Maybe tonight after i come home from the bar.

zeke said...

Keep 'em coming sean! really cool, after sid vicious, maybe you could try doing gg allin?!

Paleo said...

I love the expression in Frankie's face, looks like he inadvertently bought an non-alcoholic beer!

Is the name of the character FRANKENSTEIN HOT DOG AMERICA? cause that's an awesome name for a character.

Sean the Sean said...

Oh man, i can't handle GG Allin! I used to think about how uncomfortable i'd be at his shows alot when i was in the scene... all i could think about was what i'd do if some naked guy with shit all over him came flying at me. At first i'd want to beat him up, but then i'd remember that he is covered with shit & blood probably too. Makes me nervous. I'm fine with alot of crazy things, but other people's bodily fluids can stay the f*ck away from me. David, yeah, that's his name. I'm getting a little looser with my names for characters. I've got another guy named "Chinese Spaghetti".