The band had chosen as their symbol a powdered
mini-donut. Unknown to them, I had been
the artist responsible for the depiction of this donut, although some hack at
the record company had sanitized my vision, removing the donut-creature’s
blatant genitalia and non-humanoid facial features. Scamdam Schama, the singer, assured me that
he preferred my original drawing, but that, as my brain didn’t always function
properly, having been trained to see the absurdity in everything, the Enfeebler
bore us up the mountain.
…
