Yesterday’s seismic rumblings got everybody feeling bothered? I don’t know about you but i’m shaken to a froth. My whole frame of thinking is all fucked up (much like immanuel Kant was after the big one hit lisbon in 1755, see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/1755_Lisbon_earthquake for deets.)

And if that wasn’t confusing enough, some things are getting shaken up in the sphere of wednesday night record playing in drinking locales.

My point is: We (james and bobby) will be replaced this wednesday by robots that were made to look like us, but were actually very poorly designed and wound up looking more like Kris Byerly and Steve Slabco. The real James and Bobby will have been kidnapped by Shaniqwa and Wilkins, and forced to play music at their wednesday night, ‘dead that pork’ (the name says it all), in order to pay off our ransom.

Hope you can join either the real or the fake us on Wednesday, in two places at once.

Also, as an additional note, we’ve got some rad things coming up in August, among them Fuck Yea Fest, and the Boredoms “88″ drum jam on 8.8.08 with 88 drummers, 2 of which will be us. More info will be forthcoming soon.