Y’know, Pig, most bands had one look. A collective aesthetic, if you will.
“I most certainly will not, you fancy-talkin’ cockknocker!”
Cockknocker?
“Heard one o’ the crew say it the other day. Thought it was funny.”
It is.
“I know!”
Seriously, man: you guys look like you’re in different bands.
“Y’gotta give the kids options f’r their eyeballs! Mebbe they get tired o’ lookin’ at College Boy over here, so they take a peek at the ol’ Pig! Switch it up ev’ry now an’ then!”
I guess.
“You guess, but I know! Done my research!”
You did research on this?
“I sure did! Asked my ol’ lady! I said, ‘Woman! How we lookin’ this evenin’?’ And she said we looked sharp!”
That sounds like research.
“If y’ can’t trust your ol’ lady, then I feel bad f’r ya!”
You never tell a lie, Pig.
“That ain’t what my ol’ lady says!”
Good one.
“Heh.”
If more people had Pigpen’s ethos, this place just might be a better place.
Ever notice that after about 1972, Phil always looked old. Strangely, in some ways, he looks younger now than he has in a long time.