Day 165

Crap.
Today is Friday.
Friday was once the allotted time to feature the Mystery Package*, but it's poor performance on Fridays meant that I moved its slot a day earlier to Thursday, which for the past four weeks has proven to be a wise decision.
However, yesterday was Thursday and I forgot to host the Mystery Package.

This isn't the biggest tragedy to befall my THREEHUNDREDANDSIXTEEFIVE challenge - I've come out of worse than this. I can just as easily feature the Mystery Package today but it may cost me dearly. I currently hold sway over the Mystery Package duel against Matt, but drawing a tee on a Friday tips the balance in his favour. This week, all I can do is hope for the best.

Please be a Finch T-shirt. Please be a Finch T-shirt. Please be a Finch T-shirt.



Well, this is not a Finch T-shirt.
This is a Newton Faulkner T-shirt, and as far as definitive outcomes go, this is a tough one to call.
Don't get me wrong, for what I know of Newton Faulkner, I like the guy. His tunes are very chilled out and immensely positive, and aren't completely mindless drivel - all rarities in the contemporary music landscape.
But this design is a bit... hideous.
It's pretty naff and uninspired.
It's as if the designer racked his brain long and hard into the night trying to identify the most standout feature of Faulkner and could come up with nothing more insightful than "ginger dreadlocks", which as it turns out, is the angle he went with.
Standing atop a slippery slope of political correctness, our designer was now faced with the difficult task of calling attention to ginger dreadlocks without calling attention to ginger dreadlocks.
It was a tricky sell, but after a eureka moment at the bottom of a 5-minutes-to-deadline coffee, he nailed it.
Gradient overlay, red through yellow, the viewer's brain will figure out the rest.
File.
Save.

Oh and print it on a tremendously unflattering grey colour T-shirt, that'll really finish it off nicely.

As much as it pains me to do so I'm going to have to award this week's Mystery Package points to Matt.
Again, there's nothing wrong with Faulkner - his tunes always cheer me up on a bad day, it's just that this half-arsed calamity of a T-shirt design has really let me down. I may have to put some Newton Faulkner on now actually.

Curse you Friday, curse you!

*For a proper introduction to the Mystery Package, have a re-read of the post just after Day 102.