Punk Rock Art is Bad Otis’ game. He’s played it long, and plays it well. So well, he’s inspired censorship. Crazy. Right? Like a lot of you tatted, scarred ‘n begrizzled punkers Bad Otis arose from beyond the suburban-ooze churned and boiled beneath the bandana’d engineer boots of legions of kids during those SoCal nights, when creativity and inspiration became highly aggressive. This new kind of counter-culture exploded in California—with it came new, exciting, assaulting music and graphic visuals. Practically since day one, Bad became a highly recognized artist, alternating scratchy-edginess, moody colors, stark fine lines—simultaneously stylistic, yet discomforting. Aggressive, harsh. The consummate absolute artist from beyond the fringe, Bad Otis Link is by all accounts “Lowbrow-Art” extraordinaire —before it was ever a thing, and long before it’s 15 minutes of cool had even begun. You’re already familiar with Bad Otis’ art from hundreds of bands he’s created for, or from his art and custom shirts at Coachella.