Kid A turns ten-years-old this month. Ten! That’s quite the anniversary, so I feel obliged to spend a few moments celebrating the album, since I think I owe a great deal to it. You could probably trace my roots as a designer back to a single moment sitting in the chilly front seat of my beat-up Grand Am in the mall parking lot outside of a Sam Goody.
"As far as I’m concerned, it’s a damned shame that a field as potentially dynamic and vital as journalism should be overrun with dullards, bums, and hacks, hag-ridden with myopia, apathy, and complacence, and generally stuck in a bog of stagnant mediocrity."
Just doing my part as a graphic designer.
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