ahhh, after all that time...the SNOCAP feature of this site is working.
sorry for the long inconvenience.
so listen, enjoy, purchase, whatever.
we'll love you anyway.

so who's coming to the lit lounge to watch us grooooove tomorrow night?

hey.
how's everyone doing?
so here's the scoop.
october 28th. show at the lit lounge in downtown manhattan.
our good buddy cole caprioni is going to be filling in on bass while jared becomes a lawyer..
practicing with him has been a blast.
come out if you wanna hear new songs...cause you will.
...speaking of new songs....
cannibal has been finished for quite some time.
the mix isn't quite there yet. so it's shelved temporarily.
but don't worry. its fantastic, so it's worth the wait.
the current show flyer artwork is a sneak preview into the dark, lonely mind of the Cannibal.
this is not what i intended it for...but i felt like showing people something.
i don't like being the only one excited.
but in the meantime...
i completed "This is my bootleg"
it's in mixing stage.
here are the 20 tracks that made the cut..not in order

ma bones.
better boy.
twice the speed.
dream america.
cinnamonbun sundays.
illegal tender.
boomerang.
in john's room.
handsome devil.
on the sink.
1954.
thanks a mill.
how ya feelin?
big ass knife.
you got it, maid.
every individual.
draculatte.
can i phonia.
mr. grieves.
nine o two one o.

total run time: pretty long.

hugs and kisses.
this is.
y.u.r.Incredible

hello.

we here at diplomat headquarters would love to inform you about our new song.
cannibal.
hitting an ear near you real soon.
it's about desire.
and i guess actually being a cannibal.
take it however you want.

This Is My Bootleg is almost ready to be set free.
it contains 20 track that you've never heard.
and i've only heard a few times.
100 will be made at first...due to this sluggish economy.
but we'll see what happens.
the important thing is that 100% of this compact disc will be made with tender love and care.
hand crafted. with a few nice photos and maybe something else that we haven't decided on yet.
either way. it's worth the $0 you don't have to spend to take it from our hands.

also...taking a much needed break.
california for a bit...i need to clear my face....not like acne....i have creams for that.
jared's going to FLA.
jar's going to.....be around.

watch out man, cause i'm a (swear word) cannibal
watch out man, i'll eat you like an animal.

goodnight
-yuri-

hello.

i've been informed from an inside source that the diplomat is already a band from belgium or paris or  someplace european.
i guess that's annoying.
i'm fine with it.
i know it's not the best name i could have come up with.
the other guys can have it.
i'll figure out something new.
not too drastic though.
i want to ease everyone in.
tonight's show...diplomat band.
come.
lit lounge in the city.

thank you. yuri

hi.

been a long time. i get sidetracked by animation unfortunately.

i blame no one but myself.

but here's the good news.

i've been isolated.

that's not the good news.

i've been recording a lot.

This is my bootleg. (kinda like my other album title.)

i'm going to pick 20 best tracks.

they're all yours.

i'm not even asking for money.

but if you'd like to give me some, come to a show.

got a few fun ones lined up for june.

more shows to come.

more tracks to come.

a few from the bootleg series are already up.

definites include:

ma' bones.

illegal tender.

better boy.

every individual.

i'll eventually post more.

enjoy.

come back soon!

hopefully i will too.

-yuri

hello.
jared went to miami and gregg went to canada.
spent july recording.
new ep on the way sometime later.
we put up some of it.

yuri

we here at the diplomat headquarters received some great news last night.
martin molloy of glide magazine wrote a pretty cool review of the album.
3.5 stars out of 5.

read the review here:

This is my mountain - Album Review

http://www.glidemagazine.com

two things.
one. jared's beloved golden retreiver Boomer passed away last week.
he was an amazing dog..
wasn't even mine but i felt really attached to him.
friendliest dog i've ever encoutered.
had love for everyone he met.
have you met boomer?
if you have, you know what i'm talking about.
he will be missed immensly.

two. i wanted to post the album lyrics for anyone that cares.

that morning.
each time we break, each time we bend the good inside us blossoms.
we work we sleep we work we sleep until the lord discards us.
let's sympathize, lets lie, lets tell each other little stories.
of where we've been and where we slept till we came back that morning.
when i come back, i'll come back and i'll call you.
don' write your letter, i'll discard it if it bores me.
i am not the same man who has known you.
just trust i'll be back, when i come back i will call you.
your silhouette's projected in the moon, it burns like thunder.
i walk and walk and walk the blocks you doused and i go under.
let's hold these thoughts and never speak of them until we're older.
forget it forget it forget it now's the time i need to know them.
the earth and everything with it.
i'll dine here, then i'll die here, but i feel so alive here, for the time being.
and sugar you're not hearing me. i'd rather be scattered in the sea.
i slaved for hours so fuck "it's me" you're just so disillusioned.
you've got everything i could possibly want.
i need some explanations. either you have them or you're full of shit.
i can't believe that this is it. your wasted words amaze me.
don't let me read it in a book. i'm afraid i'll get attached too soon.
you're not my biggest weakness, but i bet you wish you could be.
oh won't it be lovely
oh wont it be lovely oh dear! if you could stay here tomorrow.
and we can go out exploring. i bought you the six string (alright).
you learned it so quickly (alright). oh how you played it so sweetly.
lets use our imagination (all night) i'm becoming impatient!
and i think i might do something crazy tonight!
o right now right now right now.
i gotta finish up now, up now, up now.
i cant go on…oh this hurts so wrong.
papers.
i sail the clouds at night. on a carpet made of papers.
so won't you come and take a ride with me.
i brew my beer at home i know, the basement's flooded.
so won't you come and have a drink with me…down.
i'm sending you my love, i hope you get this message from the bottle babe.
dive in and read it underwater.
hot bizzness.
everyday's a good day when you do what you do.
and darling you're so foolish why'd you think i called you?
so let's not beat around the table. i'm full stocked and fully able.
let's hop into my car, you silly girl.
cause i own most of the land where you and i dance.
isn't life just peachy. cause this scenario is getting way too old.
and it will come to defeat me.
"oh jan, i am a lonely man. i've been rejected too many time i need a friend."
"oh bill, i must say no to that, i am a whore and there's just no turning back."
cause i own most of the land where you and i dance.
cause i own most of the land where you and i fuck.
that night.
in their terrible moments. we had their fun. and the wind blew north that night.
and i remember rain. and your bright smile is a-ok. i'm so glad you came.
i've got a room with beds for two, sheets not included.
so come on in if you like the view. and don't feel secluded.
i'll figure out what i'm gonna do, my plan's not yet crafted.
gimme your hear girl and follow the rules, and you'll be commended.
all my life. i've waited for tonight.
and the more i think about those times. i seem to get it right.
that you go and it's very similar to what we had that night.
let's me draw you a bath in here. i promise warm water.
pass the shampoo i'll be gentle my dear, i'm under your order.
let's highten the senses and try out a kiss, i think you will like it.
i'll go from the bottom and you go like this, let's make it a night out.
sleep on it.
the den was quiet. i felt japanese and tired. my lazy eye daydream.
so the roof was wet. you slipped and fell i bet. i don't really miss you.
when the clouds in your eyes are grey. the chariot's waiting…come with me!
but we can wait it out. our chauffeur is waiting. he wants to cut out.
betrayal is good. so sleep on it…I know you would.
life.
it's one hundred degrees. in the town of my dreams.
and i never thought i'd see it in this lifetime.
so please don't catch up with me. it's just what i need.
time away from the egotists that make my heart bleed.
life will work itself out. with the lord not around.
but it's trite to say you'll miss it once you died.
so it's still one hundred degrees. and it's dark calm and breezy.
so why can't you just admit you need me.
the misadventures of emily radcliff and her significant other.
it might take a minute. to get used to what you got me in.
it gave me the spins, but not much else happening. yea that's all we need.
we fake our own death. and go running into the wild.
the mosquitos attack, but it's too dark to react. yet we'll make it out.
and they divide us in half and it must be my luck. cause it's my half that's stuck.
but it's you in a flash. to pull me out when i crash. through the river.
we come to a clear. there's still no sign of anything here.
we slow down look around, can't believe what we found,
or should i say we didn't. (or should i say we did)
it was daytime in spring. we sat under the stars listening.
to our skin fry below, in this unusual warth, for the season.
soon the whole town will know, that we're out on our own.
and it never occured to me to plan where we go.
but it's you that prevails, and it's you who is able...to save us!
you know it's hard to go on and lie to the folks.
who haven't lied once, o i suppose.
if we're going to be, then we must both agree. to be honest. emily!
governauts.
i saw the mountains and they were red. 'forget me nots' crowding my head.the sun, the trees, the birds they sang me something good.
trains flying through the trees. picking up their enemies.
first class or no class, that's what they instill in us.
but we are first class governauts!
a flock of birds flew in the mist. they tore the shirt that you gave me.
i laughed, you smiled, blew me a kiss. i can not wash my mouth of this.
speech is better when your mouth is closed.
who's gonna listen to you? me, hah, i suppose.
i talked you out of going with me. so you went with them. (goddamn!!!)
a flock of birds flew in the mist. they tore the shirt that you gave me.
i laughed, you smiled, blew me a kiss. i can not wash my mouth of this.
a raging girl that I once knew. lived down the block, but i.
could not discuss the politics of our old love. i do not wish this upon anyone.
time for love.
arrogant but shy. we had some good times.
i thought you would stare. call that unprepared.
lonely young artist. still waiting for his kiss.
so why won't you talk to me?
look, the birds are singing anthems. it must be time for love.
we're not so well derailed. brilliant yet sane.
i need your heart of gold. the one i use grew old.
whisky or absolut. might put you in the mood.
so why won't you talk to me?
the moons are kissing in our faces. it must be time for love.
i just want to be loved.
this is my mountain. if you're my friend please stay.
i hope you don't concede. or else you'll bury me.

-yuri
 

hey all.

the album's available for physical purchase as of midnight tonight.
individual album tracks plus a few extra goodies available today.
enjoy.

yuri.

i get to call them concerts cos i’m a rock star.

2 shows have been confirmed in the near future.
one at a strip club. one at the saint.
should be a fun time. come out to both.
the strip club show should be rather interesting.
it’s BYOB and boobs and bands. not a bad deal.
the saint show is the album release party.
let’s treat it as such. we wanna sell the fucker out.
ticket information will be available soon.
thank you
yuri.