A departure from Colin’s usual portraiture, this jazzy Cubist montage promoting a blues nightclub reeks of cigarette smoke and moves to the muted blare of trumpets and sax. As evocative as the design is, it raises a few questions: who is the beleaguered tuxedo-wearer at the bottom? A gentleman dragged out against his will by his young girlfriend? Or is he the eponymous owner of Club Alfred who puts up with the latest sounds for the sake of the business they bring in? And that little train in the background—is it a nod to the American blues refrain, “I hate to hear that lonesome whistle blow”? At any rate, it’s especially rare!
Publicité Artistique & Commerciale
literature: PAI-XX, 218