This is a line from the 90s song by Marylin Manson and Sneaker Pimps that's been playing in my brain for the past X number of years. I've wanted to get this for a while but was beating my head against the wall about finding a suitable font, until it dawned on me, as I was browsing SZ magazine that Sruli Recht's proprietary font would be perfect. Sruli was kind enough to lend the font.
Originally, I wanted to make a video of the tatt work in process, with Thomas Hooper doing the work and Black Asteroid providing an ambient soundtrack, but the idea fell apart because Hooper has moved to Austin and is rarely back in NYC.
At the end I decided not to complicate things by chasing other famous tattoo artists. Jason Monroe at Three Kings in Greenpoint did a stellar job.
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