Monday, April 20, 2009
Anyone who's hung out with me in the last few weeks is totally sick of hearing me talk about the new Mastodon record, and how excited I was to see them at the Great American Music Hall. The show was last night and, as predicted, it was one of the defining experiences of my adult life. I woke up this morning fully intending to continue thumbnailing the next Trackrabbit, but found myself incapable of thinking un-Mastodonly thoughts. The solution: listen to 'Crack the Skye' and draw the dudes themselves. All wardrobe choices and outrageous facial hair were recreated from memory, so purists will forgive if they're not 100% accurate.