
Once upon a time, in a sixth form far away there was a gothic (SOAP) and a boy who thought wearing bowties to school was cool (Orko), they’d known of each other since the second year of secondary school. But they’d never hung out even though they were both considered a bit too (insert naïve confused adjective here) by the rest of the school. So skip a few years, shake off some angst, let the jeans get baggy, start skateboarding together and flavour with hiphoppunkcountrybreakbeatdiscodrum’n’bassfolkfusion. Then the two get ripping it up for six months in Australia, sharing some hilarity, hi-jinx and heartache. The two become brothers from different mothers.
Life then separates them for a while to see each develop their solo skills. One day SOAP got his first peek at Orko’s artwork – it’s love at first sight, truly fallen into a ring of fire. More and more days pass, many long-haul flights later. SOAP tells anyone who’ll listen that he wants to get an Orko tattoo. Orko agrees to do an exclusive design for SOAP, after all SOAP wants something special. Skip another year, still no design, so SOAP just tweaks an existing Orko design and strolls into Frith Street Tattoo. After spending two hours, including spliff breaks, getting the word ‘LOYALTY’ inked from elbow to wrist on the underside of his right arm, SOAP finally gets the first ink done for his Orko tattoo on his left upper arm. He couldn’t wipe the smile off his face even though he’d spent over two hours in the chair. Now Orko has to work out the colour scheme and do a couple more characters because SOAP wants to make it a half sleeve. The work in progress continues, watch this space…
