Yesterday I came across this Australian magazine on eBay from 2016 that I hadn’t seem before - it’s the only one available btw.
@/Kaymustdiex on twitter was kind enough to share pictures from the article who happened to be done hours before the bus accident.
The pictures were done the same day (I assume) and the photographer at the time asked Frank to paint on it and he used his favorite theme, himself as a devil/angel. (Thanks for @/antareshope on twitter for the info and for making that connection).
Unfortunately we don’t have the second picture in greater detail.
literally frank makes music for the messy, for all of us caught desperately and breathlessly in needing to pour it all out somewhere anywhere to someone anyone through something anything. he makes music that bleeds, music that cuts you open and spills you out on the pavement, it’s so fucking dedicated, passionate, heart and wound and healing through giving that heart and wound voice no matter how desperate, angry, hateful, mournful, regretful, full of love or despair. it’s music that thrashes you about, it’s music that makes your heart scream, it’s music that says if you need to bleed then bleed. it’s for all of us who toss ourselves recklessly against the walls of our own bodies, for all of us that need to get it out get it out get it out get it out, for all of us that need to just. fucking. do. something. even if it means wringing ourselves out of everything we’ve got. it is heart and wound heart and wound heart and wound heart and wound heart and wound heart and wound and it’s the most fucking healing thing i’ve ever heard.