We aren't a band anymore, we are your fucked up meth-head cousin that shows up out of nowhere and wants to "hang out"

vvv what he said.

I haven't posted on this thing for a while for many reasons. 1. I feel like no one even reads this. 2. I hate the format and I don't know how to fix it. 3. I'm way too lazy. 4. I don't have anything to say any ways.

But while I'm here on this computer I'll be sure to post up some news. We just did a weekend, New York and Baltimore, it was a shit ton of fun and I hope we can do it again real soon. Shout outs to Title Fight for giving us all their money cause they're so rich, Nomos, Cloak/Dagger, the NJTP for being badass and selling crew necks and having our stickers in all the rest stops, New York because its what dreams are made of and this place will inspire you, New Years lasting 30+ days, Jordan from Baltimore, the vegans at 538 Johnson, Steven for letting us use that van that says HAY LADIES, and finally, HOW BOUT SHOWIN' SOME BOOBS?

On a more serious note, the boys at Livin' Loud have began the 2nd release, it should be out this summer, its called Dream, Motherfucker, and its by our band called Dry Spell. Also, get excited about the 3rd release from New York's Byrds of Paradise.

One love to my nationwide posse,
Eric B.