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Boys, girls, women, children, zoologists and friends -
Many of you have been asking us about our next show.
Children, how do I say this...
Johnny O & the Jerks have met their untimely death. They are no more.
But fear not! They went peacefully. They agreed upon and proclaimed in the written form of a letter long ago, which they mailed secretly to all relevant parties, that if they were every being kept alive via life support, to pull the plug and let nature take it's course.
Johnny O & the Jerks are no vegetables.
Goddammit.
There will be a funeral service, announced at a later date.
Thank you to all who supported the horrid growth of this monster as it plunged through the rifts in rock and roll. It was one hell of a cosmic, most triumphant journey.
Brian and Johnny O are carrying the torch in their new bands, the Cotton Mollies and the Hootenhollars, respectively.
The future is bright, little ones. Do not fear the reaper, and always remember that Space is the motherfucking (goddam) Place.
With love, hugs, and listerine -
The Jerks
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