Yesterday was the day that I first became a veteran of the scuzzy, disgusting business that is performing live, exactly 9 years ago.  It was with my second band, Spicecake, and we played at Club Laga in Oakland in Pittsburgh.  Club Laga was a great spot, and also happens to be where I first saw the Melvins and, on a different night, illegally drank Mad Dog backstage before confronting a certain brunette ex of mine to pick between me and someone else.  Lots of Laga memories.  Where has it gone, Pittsburgh???

But, what anniversary would be meaningful without some future in the plan?  I'm super stoked to officially say that starting in January we'll be reactivated as a leaner, meaner machine here to service your wildest desires.  With our tongues.  We've gone national, bitches.  Feelin' it!

Be a new kind of person,

Mr. Chris