Custom art for Mumblebee Records
Smiling bombs, bashfully bumbling about a boulevard of bombastic bushels of a bunch of other shit that starts with a ‘b.’
A lot of times people tell me stuff that makes me mad. A lot of times people tell me stuff that makes me feel hopeless and I want to cry, but I can’t because of both gender roles and the fact that I’m at work and you can’t cry at work. Gender rolls? Non-binary bakery? […]
Wherever I’m at is the mutha’ f*ckin’ place to be, yo.
Mumblebee? Mumblebee tuna? This is supposed to be art that supplements a logo for Mumblebee Records. An icon if you will? Anyhow, dig, if you will, the Mumblebee, as he thrives in his native habitat: the ragged and rumpus world of mumble battle rapping.
Clown dudes, represent. Sometimes you feel like a clown. Sometimes you feel like a silly clown. A sad clown. An eager, malicious clown. Who knows? I don’t know you. I don’t know what kind of clown you feel like, you weirdo.