Slumberland.
The burly lip trick master gets caught up in the air for a silly advertisement. This concludes the week of celebrating the 35th anniversary of the Black Label. In doing a little more digging through the archives, I found enough other ads I hadn't posted so there might be another Label batch in the near future.
I've been using a new scanner lately. It's faster, but I'm not sure if I like how it handles the ancient Thrashers. My old scanner, which is still in use as a backup, does a great job with the occasionally sketchy source material.
RIP Thomas Taylor.
Thrasher - September 1990 Volume 10 Number 9
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