Seriously.   We can see you undressing us with your eyes.  Don't think we don't notice.  It's appalling, really.

We're not pieces of meat, you know.   We're human beings, for crying out loud.  With feelings.

Heh.

Okay, we're not serious.  You can imagine us naked if you want.  We'd be honored, actually.  

We really only put the word "naked" in the subject line because we know how naughty you people are.  You love some scandalous nudity, you randy little nymphs, you.

 It's okay.  Nudity rules.  In fact, feel free to be naked while you read the rest of this blog.

Anyway...let's get to the real reason we are posting this.


FRIDAY, August 15th, a serious frickin' party is going to take place.  You and your crew are officially invited, encouraged and forewarned by way of this bulletin.

The last time we took over 12th & Porter, it was the party of the century.  Seriously.   It was the party of the 18th century.  It far surpassed any parties that were held in the 1700's.

No opening acts.  Just The Addiction, with numerous special guests joining us onstage throughout the evening, mixing it up between originals and covers -- our songs, 80's songs, ridiculous spontaneousness.  People dancing, singing along, getting inebriated beyond their better judgment.

If you're the type who needs a really good reason to get out -- maybe you prefer sitting at home and drooling on yourself these days -- well, this is the night you can get out and drool on yourself in a crowd of other droolers.

We guarantee you will enjoy yourself at this party.   If not, we'll..um...we'll apologize.   But no apologies will be necessary.  Rest assured.

So here's the scoopage...

What:  The Addiction hosts a big badass show just because.
Why: Um, can't you read?  Just because.  That's why.  To give everybody something cool to do that night.
Where: 12th & Porter.  Nashville, TN.  
When: Friday, August 15th.
Who can come: Anybody who is 18 or older and dashingly charming.  In other words, you and your friends.
Whaf: Whaf it not a word.

Okay, so go write it on your calendar.

Tattoo it on your left buttcheek.

Email all your friends and family and that one guy you can't remember his name.  Tell them all to come with you.

This is one you WON'T want to miss.

Here's the flier thingy so you can see the same information done up all pretty: