born horny

Oh man, the spring is here. My neighborhood has become a sea of strollers, so many hidden winter yuppie babies flood the streets. Procreation. Even the rats have boners. The pigeons are doing that thing where their heads get all poofed out, their red eyes get all googly, and they start chasing around and raping the women pigeons. Ah, spring.
My windows are open and the fresh air is clearing away a winter’s worth of mustiness, smokiness, and booziness. I feel fantastic, and breathing in general is a new experience -- time of the season to write new songs! Songs about rat boners. Actually, we’re writing a new song right now called Hot Slave. It’s a long song. I think. I mean, 4 minute songs are long, right? I can’t tell anymore. It’s going to rule though.
We finished shooting our music video for Oh Man! last sunday. We got to film in a jewelry store called Blando’s Marry Me Jewelry in LaGrange (LaGrunge). It was awesome. The guy that owns the place is Geno Blando. Coolest name ever. And he was nice enough to let us film in there all day. Most of the footage is of Shawn casing the joint. And even a few of our friends make cameos in the video. The whole project should be done in a month or two. It will be hilarious!
Anyhow. I’m so happy right now that I don’t even care I have to go to work and wait tables and get scolded by children because their rice is too spicy.
We can’t wait for tour. We will be in your town soon.

ang