Rest In Peace, Joey Image

Joey Image, the legendary punk rock drummer who performed on some the Misfits' most classic songs, has passed away. I personally never met him, but had a brief correspondence on social media. A few years back, I sent a SASE for a "Joey Image Trio" button, but when I got the envelope back, the button had either been snatched by a very cool but unscrupulous postal worker or just busted through the paper and into the ether. I was excited just to have Joey's autograph on the envelope! He immediately contacted me when he heard and hooked me up with 2 buttons. Some good old-school punk mail right there! When I'd heard that he was sick, I wanted to get the word out about his Go-Fund-Me page. I figured it'd be good to feature it in our zine. GAD! is very much a part of the Huntsville, AL scene, home of Cancerslug and Alex Story (who also happens to sing for Doyle), not to mention a ton of other horror-punk/death-rock bands like the Casket Kids and the Go-Go Killers, so I thought our audience might be particularly receptive. They were! As much as I wanted to interview Mr. Image, I didn't want to stick him with some boring Q&A or waste his time babbling at him, so I asked him to share a selection of his favorite records. Not any kinda work. Just a little extra credit project. Below, you will find the original pages taken from GAD! 15. Notice the crazy vibrant pink on these source copy pages for the final black and white versions. Farewell, Joey Image. You were a real punk to the end. Now let's blast "Horror Business"!!
 -Harmless



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