back from Mecca

I just want to say that I had more fun than you last weekend. Don't believe? Are your arms sore from playing nonstop rule 12/push because you just can't stop won't stop dominating? Do your ears still ring like the god damn liberty bell on st. patricks day from all the shrieks and cackles of midnight banshees? probly not. Did you happen upon a free massage in the most eloquent of lounges looking over the sun-illuminated skyline of Indie-Rock Mecca? think about it... Did you drink for free and smoke for freer, curse like a jackolantern, spread your god-given love to hundreds of hungry sunburnt texans, get it all on your handy-ass HD Flip cam that wesley let you use, AND see the Oh Sees perform their brand new brain-fucklers right fucking across the street? doubt so. Oh how bout that time you didn't free run the whole time through the smiling crowds and away from eric cause he's mad you took his socks without asking then cursed his heart? member when you didn't do that? I do.

shit was fun. wers.

tithings

so I'm looking at this box of albums, sitting here in my dining room. 120 of them and more in the merch case. they are so beautiful to me. worth so much. you too can enjoy one, or two if you'd like and have the cash. we're giving a grand total of none not one of these away, not even to the old family. I'll burn you one for free but you have to purchase the art and and the interludes that are only available when you hold this tangible treat in your slimy pawpaws. slip it into your stereo for a $10. starting march 24th. ending never. it sounds great by the way. little bit of everything.