Dear Lobot,
I know you know me. We met at the show. When I walked in I felt like I was being poisoned, but then I felt I could get behind it. The melodic trash, it moves me, makes me calm. I'm calm now. I know you know me.
I would withhold from all vulgarity for reasons of alienating your group from a broader audience. This is my number. It's XXX-XXXX. Call me and I'll read you my poetry. It's like you. But you know this. Who was that you were talking to at the show?
I've got to go now. See you soon.
hi. we're real people that like to spread really killer music.
being myspace friends and not ever talking is not what we're about.
i'm extending my hand to build a community of music lovers- one listener at a time. so hit us up, follow us on twitter (@lividrecords) and check us out at lividrecords.com.
omg! is it true you guys are playing a reunion show! no fucking way! i wish i could be there. i wish i could be right up front so you guys would sweat all over me and i could rub it all over my body and never wash myself again.
Me thinketh lord fortney hath beene identity thefted, fore the same remark madeth here twas also made yonder (at my site). Tis a shame and a disservice that shant go unnoticed. Oh yeah and now the proverbial shoutout, lobot keep on keepin on
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