The ever-thundering madness that is the Adorables wreaked havoc on the East Coast, and then...what happened? No HFATA shows to be had, and Henri is nowhere to be seen on the streets of Toronto.

I've been hard at work writing songs for...puppets. Disgusting, deranged, homeless junkie puppets. "Don't Go Down To Boil Street," a puppet musical written by myself and my lovely wife Juliann Wilding. It debuts in Edmonton next week and we're not sleeping much, running around Dirt City in a constant state of frenzy and chaos. Join some Facebook shit here:

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Check out our new photo, a delightful scamp named Lil' Scurvy (who really, really needs some orange juice). Some demos might be forthcoming on the site, first up will most likely be a metal rocker-turned-soul-jam called "Don't Fear The Pigeon," sung by the neighbourhood pimp, SharpFace the Pigeon Lord.

Throttle winter's neck and take control of your life's cold nights!

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