The Reelers

The Reelers from London stole our name. Watch out now.

How it passes there and back again like a tear drop glistening in moonlight. I sense wild vapors of sweet champagne in your larynx. Cities crumble, skies ignite spontaneously in your presence. How beautiful is the snowshine in your eyes, so directly current from the static in your mind. You breath as delicately as vapors flowing towards an attractive flame. In your presence even my shadow acquires the sensation of touch. Your cleverness helps me breathe without the need of oxygen. The stickers hugging the fruit smell better than the perfume of ambergris. Your layers of absinthe and torsion form concretions of hyper-alimentation. You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. A starfish's lifelong hallucinations of gelatin pools and of actuaries floating upon the foam and reciprocal ohm. The skin I shed is a perfume that makes water bubbles so terribly clear to me. In your absence I am forced into finding other forms of amusement while thinking about you.

I think you getting what you want, I think my vinyl's breaking up.

whens the next show dudes? Had the cd in the other day was rocking the fuck outta it. let me know if anything comes up.

yo man, good to hear from ya. hope to see you around soon!

Hey guys,

Just wanted to say hello and how cool it was to meet you at the Lager House.  You played a good show last night.  Keep up the hard work and tuneful music.  Look forward to crossing paths again.

Cheers.

Michael P

Hey great show at the lager house dude, you sound better and better at every show, and man you  really shredded the fuck outta that guitar! Let me know when you release a full cd, or whens the next show.

i dont like you.
but im just kidding.
likin the new versionz

hooooaahhh yes yes, yip yip come see us saturday steven k.

hey just stopped by ur page... man you've always got some cool shit that you're puttin out... good sounds