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Win! Tickets to see Daniel Johnston in London

lukowski by Andrzej Lukowski [Edit this content] ▾ 12 comments 15:35 October 29th, 2009

LITERALLY EVERYBODY wants to run a fairly last-minute competition via DiS at the moment (obviously not literally everybody, that would be daft). Fragile-voiced, beautiful-melodied, shadowy-of-past cult songwriter legend Daniel Johnston is no exception.

He's playing a gig at London's Bloomsbury Ballroom this Saturday (ie. Halloween) with support from Laura Marling and we have a pair of tickets to give away.

As an additional prize, we can offer you the chance to go for dinner with the great man beforehand and do a wee Q&A with him for DiS; while this may look like we are sort of fobbing an article off on you, we would like to point out that is NOT THE CASE NO SIR. Given the late notice it's totally optional, but if you fancy it Mr Johnson's people are putting it out there and various bumping into at ATP would suggest he's a Very Nice Man. No word yet on what the food might be.

Anyway to win please come up with a name and short back story for that alien frog thing on the cover of Hi, How Are You? and post below. Best one wins. Because of the notice we'll close this comp at noon tomorrow. And, uh, try to remember to mention the comp is closed this time.

If you had forgotten what said creature looked like, a reminder is below. Inne cute?

From http://www.rejectedunknown.com/images/other/HiVinylFrontmed.jpg

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that weird alien thing has a name ffs

JEREMIAH THE FROG

grouchland | 29 Oct '09, 19:52 | X | Reply

The Lome

The Lome had had a long day. The Lome had said HI, HOW ARE YA?! too often, and The Lome had drunk too much Mountain Dew and had to take a piss.

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The Lome, borne of a Larm and a Mome, came into existence quite by accident. The Larm, ambling down a leafy lane, had ambled straight into the open mouth of a trundling Mome. The Mome, horrified, hawked back the unwelcome slithery silt (Larms are notoriously slick), and with a FLOUGH, spat her out. The Larm landed on her vagine (in italics) and it hurt. The Mome, concerned and mildly aroused, saw fit to caress the vagine (in italics) of the Larm and got rather carried away, inserting an eyeball-stalk into the moist, slinking slather of Larm flesh.

The gestation period of a Larm is one hour. 1 Larm + 1 Mome = The Lome.

-Fin-

SheriMartinelli | 29 Oct '09, 22:43 | X | Reply

A frog made of lines changed his name to Linus Frogmore

Shunning cult indie stardom, Linus came to Britain incognito and using his previous experience of sorting Daniel's fanmail and his sharp beady eyes saved the country from disaster by taking a job at the Royal Mail. During a postal strike he sorted all the letters so that everyone got their birthday cards, Amazon purchases and gig tickets on time. At the postal staff Christmas party he met a lady by the name of Mrs. Goggins and livre happily ever after.

lordscopie | 30 Oct '09, 09:28 | X | Reply

My maker isn't dead.

People look at me and think of another man. They wear me because of another man, but my maker isn't dead. You probably own me. You probably stopped wearing me last year when Urban Outfitters stopped selling me and started on the whole Where the Wild Things Are Thing just because Spike Jonze and Tony Soprano are doing it but maybe now that Top Shop are selling Where The Wild Things Are T's you're thinking about wearing me again. This makes me sad. As sad as my evolutionary stunned and hurt expression would suggest. Do I appear to have thick skin? Fickle, fickle, cruel cruel world.

PS. Please do not where me as part of a Halloween Kurt Cobain costume. My maker isn't dead and it makes me sad. If you see anyone doing this, poor beer on him/her. I like to be wet. Tell them that once you've done it. You might see me smile.

ed_is_dead | 30 Oct '09, 09:51 | X | Reply

winston, the salad white frog

My eyes hurt. They never do what I say. I try to look back, but it's always the same. There's nothing there and no one with me. The other frogs' eyes nestle atop their skull, smug smiles and ribbet laughs, just because I'm from out of town. I'll get home though. This is no place for a salad white frog.

declangunn | 30 Oct '09, 10:56 | X | Reply

i thought it would be best to ask jeremiah himself what the deal was:

well i used to be a normal run-of-the-mill frog and i felt completely short-changed in the attention department. nobody notices you if you're just another frog. how was i supposed to get laid? two words mon frere- Body. Modification. Frogs think the eyes look like they hurt but chicks dig it. It makes me look tough AND girls love a guy who everyone can't keep their eyes off of. Admittedly they ache a little, and when i get tired or sad they start to droop. but it's worth it. i've been blowing my load over all types of spawn lately.

pmckeand | 30 Oct '09, 11:21 | X | Reply

jeremiah added:

let pmckeand be the one to have dinner with daniel cus he recently got diagnosed with the same mental illnesses and hence really looks up to him.

spank you very much.

pmckeand | 30 Oct '09, 11:24 | X | Reply

He is called Bogle

Born a prince called Sid, he was transformed by an evil queen as punishment after giving cigarette butts to her monkey. She turned him into a devouring frog that would always be hungry no matter how much he ate. Bogle sought medical advice from his kingdom's physician but this backfired when he ate the doctor's stethoscope which lodged in his eye sockets, leading him to become a combination of googly and bog eyed. A career in silent movies followed for which he is paid in his favourite foodstuffs; earwigs and eyepatches.

thetrees | 30 Oct '09, 11:27 | X | Reply

Hey all

Okay, pmckeand wins for both the deployment of those accursed 'facts' in a non annoying way, and also the v touching second bit. Cool. Will be in touch.

lukowski | 30 Oct '09, 11:53 | X | Reply

Lame

Lame

SheriMartinelli | 30 Oct '09, 12:05 | X | Reply

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