Breaking All The Rules in Promo Images Won't Get Your Photo In Print

I don't care about the image. I bet these guys would rock at a wedding.

yeah, no kidding. not only do these guys probably rock at a wedding, but they probably rock all the time. they kind of remind me of that uncle who would always smoke a joint before family picnics and then quietly pull you off to the side to invite you to get the hell outta there and go bet with him at the dog track. you know, when you were 14 and really starting to just get a taste of what fast living was all about. "tell your mom we're going fishing," he'd say. you know that "cool" uncle that i'm talking about. looking all slick in his sports jacket and dark sunglasses. and you'd be like, "hell yeah!" and then your mom would say not to use that kind of language around the family, and your uncle would give you a little wink and he'd call you things like "champ" and slap you on the shoulder. you know, there should be some kind of screening process for the people who break all the photo submission rules, not to mention all the social conventions of our lovely nation in this year of our lord, two thousand and eight. and then they should be given a big award. maybe a medallion of some sort. i mean, these guys probably rock so hard that this is just another example of how they're living on the fringe. we should really encourage this kind of behavior if we truly believe in a richer eugene. think about it. your uncle did you well and he should really get the kind of press coverage that he deserves.

Oh yes, I have too many "cool" uncles to count from my childhood. Taking me to the racetrack to bet on horses? Check. Slipping me a Playboy behind my mother's back? Check. Coming to search for me along the Nehalem River (after I nearly got sucked over a waterfall) with a line of rope in one hand, a cold beer in the other? Check. Giving me my first "taste" of whiskey? Check. Letting me wash the putrid whiskey down with a beer? Check. Wow, uncles are really cool. I need to work on being a better uncle. Maybe I need to live closer to The Fringe...

Hay maaaaaaaaaaaan, i was in that band........ or one like it........ i did the graphics on my Radio shack computer! they're all alike. they know how to play "Margaritaville" and "Take 5" in the same set ...... on a cruise ship. And they make actual music and money, unlike the boringly busty and pretentiously pouty lil darlins you usually print. Want your picture in the worshipfully pathetic Weakly? show cleavage, wear black, and look like a bipolar chick who fucks passionately on the upswing and has some overproduced generic acoustic guitar whining stuck on Fresh Tracks.
I'd go see these guys over that crap any day, no matter how lame their picture is.