skinhead in the garden
For some reason I started singing this to the tune of “Girlfriend in a Coma” a few weeks ago, so I drew it.
Here’s an interview I did for Newsarama!
For some reason I started singing this to the tune of “Girlfriend in a Coma” a few weeks ago, so I drew it.
Here’s an interview I did for Newsarama!
Well that’s pretty awesome. Romper Stomper could’ve used more fruit guts.
In the early 80s when I was around 10 my eldest sister had a skinhead boyfriend. He seemed incredibly tall and his appearance terrified me, particularly his red, 14-hole Doc Marten boots.
He really scared the shit out of me, until one weekend when he took me and my other sister to the local cinema to see The Fox and the Hound.
When we came out his eyes were puffy and I thought he must’ve been crying. I saw him in a different light after that – he was human after all.
…actually come to think of it maybe he’d popped to the toilets to sniff some glue
p.s. the Newsarama link has an extra ‘ at the end which breaks it