I'm back!

I'm back!

It's been a (long) while. For the past two weeks I've been wanting to make my return with a post that would have started like this:

"I'm back! Just got home after touring the UK for a month with Jo Fo and boy have I got some stories for you!"

From there I'd make excuses for the fact that I disappeared for as long as I did. Then I'd go on to chat about this last tour with the band and how it's changed the way I'm thinking about all the business this blog has been built around.

But right here, right now, none of that is going to happen, because I've pretty much got to jump into chatting about what comes next. So ja, let's just leave it at this;

I'M BACK!

PREGNANT SEABASS ARE AT YOUR PARTY!

WHO WANTS CAVIAR?!

New keytar for Ben!

Anja brought this up for me. I'll be accepting suggestions for names.

They are all shouting: "HEY! HAPPY!"

He's talking about the whole world here, but this could be a manifesto for us Africans.

"there's no big label deals, no coke and hooker parties, ... and yr never going to get on top of the pops. so the only people left to start bands are those who just have an urge to make rock music are the ones driven to do it out of pure love for the music, the buzz of playing live and watching people move to their songs & take them home & soundtrack their lives."

Turn your hissy fits into sissy hits!

Fuck yeah!!!

Lava Man is boiling under, waiting to erupt!

I've got two Problems in my life...

It's our responsibility not to fall prey to cynicism and despair.

A cannon fires only once, but words detonate across centuries.

I DON'T WANNA PARTY!!!

I don't know what I've been told, but this shit sounds like rock and roll!

Hooray for Humans! vs ACSBSATTP!

TENNYSON EXTENDED!!!

Everyone should know what we are doing here.

Dinosaurs
Aren't animals.
They're monsters.

Kill your cool and let it move you,

PUT YOUR BODY ON AUTOMATIC!

If you think like Thomas Edison...

...could you invent a word for me?

DON'T TOUCH ME ON MY STUDIO!

I WILL TOUCH YOU ON YOUR STUDIO!

Everyone! Do the rebellion !

Here's your money back! Here's your punk rock back!

Relevancy is ephemeral, hip is an illusion, and trends accompany diminishing returns.

Just saying.

We'd already accepted that which many others struggled to believe.

And though it makes no sense to know there are no accidents, have no fear anymore.

Ghosts on a plane!

AAAAAAGGGHHHHH!!!!

I love getting antlered in the ear.

About 35 minutes of last night were really, really rad.