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L7 + Melvins + Wool : Bolton screened poster  :Year : ‘94 original limited pressing signed xxx/300 by BoltonSize : 17”x26” 
Poster from a U.S. tour date in Dallas, Texas, 1994 (L7 official)

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L7 + Melvins + Wool : Bolton screened poster  :

Year : ‘94 original limited pressing signed xxx/300 by Bolton
Size : 17”x26”
 

Poster from a U.S. tour date in Dallas, Texas, 1994 (L7 official)

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Nude Portraits series by photographer Trevor Christensen

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You need to get two separate boards because I ain’t gonna be a masturbator up there.

You need to get two separate boards because I ain’t gonna be a masturbator up there.

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Ramones on subway 

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Ramones on subway 

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Vergvoktre (Russia) - Malaria

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Vergvoktre (Russia) - Malaria

Let’s talk about Dr. Pall Bearer:

In the midwest, you had Svengoolie, but in the Trampa, you had Dr. Pall Bearer. 

I was around six when I saw him for the first time on Channel 44, which was the kickass UHF station that would show all the old Woody Woodpecker, Mork & Mindy and (much later on) Simpsons reruns.

But on Saturday afternoon, you’d tune into Dr. Pall Bearer’s Horrible Old Movie, which would run from Vincent Price films, to Abbott & Costello meet Frankenstein & the Mummy, to weird ass shit like ‘The Car’.
I thought he was pretty cool when I was little, and since my folks were old fashioned midwestern folks & really didn’t dig scary films, it was my first experience with the creeps. When he’d do a PA, the Channel 44 folks had him drive up in a hearse in full funeral attire & sell it. Preternaturally creepy, he had either a glass or lazy eye (I’m pretty sure the eye was collecting unemployment), and a weird deep croak of a voice that can only be accomplished by sucking down two cartons of Marlboro Reds a day, and that’s ultimately what did him in. But I liked him, and he was my gateway to weird films, and I still think about that.

Let’s talk about Dr. Pall Bearer:

In the midwest, you had Svengoolie, but in the Trampa, you had Dr. Pall Bearer.

I was around six when I saw him for the first time on Channel 44, which was the kickass UHF station that would show all the old Woody Woodpecker, Mork & Mindy and (much later on) Simpsons reruns.

But on Saturday afternoon, you’d tune into Dr. Pall Bearer’s Horrible Old Movie, which would run from Vincent Price films, to Abbott & Costello meet Frankenstein & the Mummy, to weird ass shit like ‘The Car’.

I thought he was pretty cool when I was little, and since my folks were old fashioned midwestern folks & really didn’t dig scary films, it was my first experience with the creeps. When he’d do a PA, the Channel 44 folks had him drive up in a hearse in full funeral attire & sell it. Preternaturally creepy, he had either a glass or lazy eye (I’m pretty sure the eye was collecting unemployment), and a weird deep croak of a voice that can only be accomplished by sucking down two cartons of Marlboro Reds a day, and that’s ultimately what did him in. But I liked him, and he was my gateway to weird films, and I still think about that.