Circa 4th grade. Music class, previous Friday. Assignment: draw an album cover for your new band. Okay, I can do that. That weekend I had been watching Death Wish on the tele. You know, the one starring Charles Bronson. So I get to class on Monday and start composing the album cover for my new band, Death Wish. Not the most original name, but I've never been a rockstar before, so I'm pretty excited about it at this point.
We were given cuts of paper or maybe cardboard (that part's a bit fuzzy) in the shape of a vinyl record. I can still picture the album cover in my mind, right down to the type of font styling I used, which I drew myself and was of course proud of. But more etched in my mind than any of that is the death stare I got from my teacher when I turned it in. Wow she was not pleased.
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