Show Poster of the Week - Quesadilla White Sox at Lola's / by Prewitt Scott-Jackson

Once a week FWN features a show poster from the Fort.


Goes without saying that this week's featured show poster adds some sizzle to our Show Poster of the Week series ... *ba-dum tshh*  

This savory show poster promotes a hefty portion of rockin' tonight at Lola's Saloon (warning: these puns will never stop folks). Music provided by Quesadilla White Sox; not sure why, but that band name sounds familiar ... ???

Feasting begins at 10pm, there's no cover charge.

Sam Anderson (Quaker City Night Hawks) is the chef responsible for cooking up this appetizing photo and poster design. Anderson's image brings new meaning to one of the most confounding existential questions of our time: Is a hot dog a sandwich?

Image via The Atlantic "It's Not a Sandwich" 11/5/15

Image via The Atlantic "It's Not a Sandwich" 11/5/15

Megan Garber over at The Atlantic concluded definitively that hot dogs are NOT sandwiches. Hot dog failed Megan's four-point test by not meating the 'horizontal orientation' criteria she set forth (meating instead of meeting, get it?). 

But idk, like everything else in life, things aren't always so cut and dry. Let's explore this a bit more shall we?

Is Anderson's image a hot dog? A sandwich? Or maybe a quesadilla is more apropos?

I believe the answer is D: All of the Above

Everything is connected y'all, one love and all that mustard. To paraphrase Bernard Jaffe, "I cannot tell where I begin and you end;" why should this be any different? 

With that said, it's a Hotdogwichadilla© [copyright pending]

I love how the font color scheme parallels the tortilla/mustard/hot dog combo. Anderson nailed that mustard yellow font, it's tastefully done (last pun, I promise).

Let's taco 'bout* that photo filter: once again, I don't think Anderson coulda captured the moment any better. It gives the image that '70s high school cafeteria vibe, and lemme tell ya, I heart emoji that '70s high school cafeteria vibe. The choice of paper plate fits the theme perfectly and the carefully squirted out mustard could make a Jackson Pollock blush.

When you put it all together - from the preparation of the food itself, to the photograph, to the font palette and layout - Anderson hit this design out of the Ball Park®**.

Right about now you're probably wondering how someone could possibly write 400 words on Hotdogwichadillas©. I'll take that as my cue to slowly step away from the keyboard and encourage you to dine*** at Lola's tonight.

*I lied, **I lied twice, ***OK, so I lie a lot


about the word writer person:

Prewitt Scott-Jackson writes Dad poetry & short fiction when he's not hyping and typing for Fort Worth Noise. His writing can be found in Ghost City Press (New York), Five 2 One Magazine (Los Angeles), Prairie Schooner (University of Nebraska Press) and Sick Lit Magazine (Texas), among others. He prefers short walks on the beach because – and I quote – “It’s really hard to walk on sand.”