Scarlet is Dead

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Before I let myself go into to great a rant, let me first show my respects for the death of a great, sexy mag that died a sad and pathetic death this week due to… well due to what?  I don’t get it.  I want to blame their marketing, but more I want to blame their market.  If you missed out on the short life of Scarlet, you can pick up on what happened here.

Rest in peace and let’s hope Harlot can pick up the pace a bit and fill the void.

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