The Ice Cream Floats where started on one late summer afternoon when the sun was at its hottest. The only thing that could cool Newton and Swanberg down was a little taste of Ice Cream and a whole lotta rock n' roll.
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thanks for the add. by luck i happened to stumble across this page and wow! your harmonies are addicting! like a thick chocolate milkshake sprinkled with crack rocks. but, in a good way.
Violet Mice screams for Ice Cream Floats! Collectively, Violet Mice can open our mouth as wide as Jared Madere, who also screams for Ice Cream Floats. Woo-ooo!
Thanks for the add. Your songs are wonderful! Here's one of my poems - this is a "spam" poem where all the words came from spam messages and I just disordered them.
Antares Blues
by Chris Toll
A boathouse chats with a smokehouse,
dust resents rust,
and a battleground woos bravado.
The troubadour wrestles a molehill
for a bedridden rainstorm.
Covert verse corrodes a fishpond.
The schoolteacher burps with inhuman skill,
exhumes her laudanum honeymoon,
and smuggles a shipyard
into the ineluctable brewery.
An auditor reaches for her sidearm,
the headwind collects imps,
and a beatnik transmutes a dreadnought into a jetliner.
The stormbound bloodhound activates a scriptural lantern
I couldn't be happier about the recent streak of Ice Cream Floats productivity, at this rate you'll have an LP ready for pressing in less than a week. The downside is that i can't listen to Left Over Love or Flavor of the Day anymore, so it's bittersweet.
