Sunday, Jul 28, 2002

Holy cow. So, we've recently played a big, long string of shows, some of which we'd advertised here and some of which we kept as our own dirty little secrets, because sometimes we get a kick out of keeping you guys in the dark. Will you ever really trust us again after having read this confession? Maybe not. Should you trust us? Don't be an imbecile - of course you should. We know what is best.

Or do we? Because, you see, what with this whole slew of shows that we've tackled, it appears that we've forgotten all about booking more of them. So now, here we are, showless. What were we thinking? The problem is that, with clubs, you generally have to book a show a good month in advance, which means that we could spend the whole of August sitting on our hands. Which we like, sure, but which turns out to be not so good in terms of the spreading of the WAS gospel.

So, we will try. You kids will not be allowed to go hungry. In the meantime, we should reiterate that we are more than willing to come to you - to come right into your home and put on our big WAS show, which includes the music and the butts and maybe also the delivery of some one-act plays by Harold Pinter as interpreted by Chris.

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