This election is going to end one of two ways: a sweeping Democratic victory that harkens America into the global 21st century proper, or a drunken McCain shouting about the third revelation before beating Obama to death with a bowling pin.
We played a Halloween show with the Nuclears and some other bands that went pretty bloody well. Gotta single the 'clears out for their amazingly alcohol proof chops and the never ending supply of riffage that seems to pour forth from their sleeves; us playing the same bill as them was kind of like a 30 yard dasher competing in the same race as a marathon runner. By the middle of their set the floor was slicked with beer and filth and some obnoxious someone-or-another had knocked both me and a middle aged Hispanic guy to the ground. Clear away any suspicions of irony you may be harboring: it was that good, friends.
We are pretty much showless right now so if anyone wants to put something together drop us a line. Might need to change our name soon to the Crystal Wolf Knife Mountain Snakes to properly compete with all the mind boggling indie-ness that surrounds us all like a stifling yet fashionable looking fog.
The old cell phone looks like she's going to putter out soon; if it costs too much to get a new one I might go landline - I have a strong feeling this is going to end up becoming the satisfactory 'gigantic middle finger to everyone' anti-luxury choice of the new decade. Join the Devolution!
- jones