To the friends and potential lovers of honeyhoney,

What up homeys?? ( this is Suzanne) and I write you now... tipsy... from Charlotte North Carolina... My friend and band mate Ben Jaffe is off frolicking somewhere with "a lady" so I will speak for him... oh yes...

We've had a helluva run these past few weeks... As some of you know, I became deathly ill in Austin and missed all of the SXSW shows... I'm still pissed, so I won't talk about it any further...
The day after Austin, I flew home to Cleveland to be with my Mom and let her nurse me back to health. It was lovely to be home with her... She made me soup and fed me canned pears and let me hold her sweet little dog named Donna. Donna is my homegirl..

After my short hiatus, the next show we played was in Nashville... It was pretty bomb diggity to play there, as it was my first time in that city.. The next day we had the best god damn milk shakes ever created at a sweet little heavenly munchable spot called "Elliston Soda Shop." If we could, we'd take it behind the middle school and get it pregnant... sex

After Nashville was Hotlanta... one of my personal favorite cities... We played at Centerstage where they made us feel like glorious gods of rock... (Thanks guys... we love you a lot) and Jesse James Dupree chainsawed a stool to pieces at the end of Rocco's set without safety goggles!

Before I continue, I must inform you that we have had an oddly mapped tour, but I like to think of it as a well choreographed road of rock ...

After Atlanta was Greenville South Carolina, where we played at the Handlebar Lounge and had a delicious communicative crowd that buttered our scones nicely.. It was a damn great time.

We then made our way through Florida... leaving sweet rock-n-roll hickeys on folks in Del Ray and Orlando and enjoying the hot hot heat that made us glisten like young babes of the sun... We love you Florida... You do us right...

And lastly, but not least lee lee lee la lee, is Charlotte (which I am currently writing you from). This show is a little extra special as we were joined by a major rock star in the audience... The one and only Benji Hughes.. I'm not going to lie... This was a cream dream of the honeyhoney band because we worship him and his cape wearing rock ability and listen to him all the time in our rock-n-roll traveling van.. Shwing!

Benji we love you...

So we are off... to more spreading of the tunage and eating of Chick-Filet and of exploring the deep inner crevices of our musical souls...

If we come to your town... come give us an ass squeeze...

Your Bras...

Suzanne and Ben

ps.. Ben is a basketball god...