Thursday, Jul 03, 2003

So, yeah. The new EP is all mixed down and just waiting to be mastered, just sitting there waiting for it, having been delayed for over a week because the masters have been sitting in Keith's backpack and he just totally forgot about them, so distracted was he, because also in his backpack was a package of sumptuous Bit-o-Honey candies, which Keith would mainline if only he could find clean needles with which to do so. But so now the new recordings are ready to be mastered, after which we will only need to take care of minor elements, such as the track order and the album title and the artwork and whether or not Michael should be given performance credit for "hand claps and bitch-slaps."

In other news, if you missed last Friday's Toast to Arthur Titsenballs, then you have cause to place your head in a microwave oven and set it to "defrost." Suffice it to say that we'll be putting on more than a few more of these shows, giving you few who were absent the chance to redeem yourselves before your peers and congresspersons, who are most displeased. Eugene Mirman remains the funniest man in the city, and Bishop Allen, whom Keith worries he may have inadvertently insulted by deeming them "classy," are a fucking musical juggernaut, and you should check them out on their US tour this summer, because they are kind people and great musicians and will be more famous than 50 Cent - whom Keith, exhibiting his difficulties with the English language, has also deemed "classy" - in about two weeks.

Also of import is the fact that we may have two shows coming up next Saturday, June 12. Read again friends: two shows, one night. An immensely powerful entertainment double-header, like the Olson twins, only far less sinister, and with six legs instead of five. We're working on the timing, though, and we'll let you know when we've gotten it all straightened out. Until then, hang out on this page, hitting "refresh" until something changes.

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