sometimes i really hate missing this band... in the last six months i've been living closer to fresno than i have since the day i moved away (one day after our first "last" show)... and i've been writing music and recording stuff and even playing with some people here and there and doing open mics and other things that only a few confused people get to witness... but despite my better judgement, i often think it'd be great to come up to fresno and do some more shows with however much of this stupid old band i can scrape together...
as much as i have tried to move past my "fresno years" for so many mental health reasons, i do miss all the people (even the irritating ones) in fresno (and oakhurst, and bako, and clovis, and tulare, and modesto-- but not kerman-- fuck kerman)... the people who watched our little band act stupid and make drunken music and those who helped us along the way are invaluable to my existence... and my whole CPG experience is a strange sort of standard by which i will likely judge every future band i'm a part of until the day i die...

that said, i have a reason to head to fresno at some point this summer:  i'd like to pick up my amplifier from chris's studio before i move to austin... hopefully while i'm there we can cut an "unreleased" CPG track or two or even play another of my insane attempts at an acoustic show (or maybe, even, a whole band gig...!?!?!?)

but don't nobody count on that bullshit happening... we're all perfectly content to fade into retirement-rock-and-roll obscurity (AKA bad 80's coverbands)... but if chris and i get a mutual hard-on for tracking some insane lyrics about licking and sucking and fucking and felching then look out KRZR sunday local hour!!! we'll be like the original bassist from lynrd skynrd at the fair passing off his act as the real deal... we'll be the sunday morning i woke up on my porch after a club fred gig wondering how i had chipped my tooth... we'll be that band that was pretty fucking fun for a little while before the schizophrenic songwriter moved to the coast and spent his days wondering why he always loves his recent past more than his present...

"hey chris, suck your own cock!" -- in the key of D.............