Pete Speak

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Yates & I get Hippy

Sharptoe Brothers are busy. We've recently hammered out eight posters and three different multi show handbills you might see around town. Looks like Rochester is going to be on a big hippy / jamband / groove rock trip for October & November.

Making posters is kind of fun. Some, you just create out of thin air. Others are semi-complete from the management of a band and you just fill in details. Either way, it's cool to see them all blown up and in print ready to be scattered across the county landscape.

Not many people do color posters for shows. Thus, some of the fans of these acts seek out the posters hanging up and STEAL them for their dorm room / basement bar / whatever. It's flattering on one level and irritating on another.

Here we go: Click to make 'em bigger










































































































































































































































This is where the magic happens, my home office. I am a pig, as you can see. The ones sleeping on the job are my co-workers. They don't do anything except take lunch and bathroom breaks.


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Hi! I'm Pete. Because I didn't get enough attention as a child, I now seek the approval of complete strangers in all four of my current jobs. I produce concerts with a company called Up All Night, market even more concerts and other ticketed events with a company I formed with my buddy Yates called Sharptoe Design, am a DJ on a local radio station (WBER 90.5FM) and shoot fireworks for Young Explosives, my favorite legal rush. I have so many jobs because I can't ever quit anything.

I'll drop various observations and write about the things I do in this blog. The Insider has promised I am allowed to swear and post naked photos of my elderly neighbors I take thru their window while they are changing. I also love to take (non senior citizen nudes) pictures and go on vacation, usually to see even more music. I'll probably be deaf soon from all of my sonic barrier-breaking activities so I am soaking in all of the aural damage I can before I turn 30 on 8-8-08. A drunk psychic once told me I'd die at 53 from lung cancer and I believe her.

I am Rochester born and raised, Irondequoit>North East City>Brighton in jamband setlist format. I lived in Albany for six months in 1997 and hated it. If I weren't allergic to snow, I'd say I'll be here forever.

And in case you haven't noticed, I am a complete wise-ass; you can't take anything I type here, say on the radio or in person seriously- ever. Enjoy!