Greetings and welcome to Majestic Litter dot com. We continue to participate in the Internet, at home and for free at the moment because some things work out though don’t ever count on it, buster. Things are happening:
* Somebody tell Ben to finish his tape or have his dad finish the artwork or do whatever needs to happen to get this thing out to the unsuspecting world. Guys, I’ve heard the tunes and they (totally fucking) rule!
Jake Bellows released his debut solo long-player New Ocean last year. It’s getting to be medium news but I wouldn’t call it old just yet. Out now on cassette in the store. It’s still really (totally fucking) good. Those sweet Help cassettes are back in print too because enough of you asked.
Our Fox‘s Sea Glass is available on cassette for the first time. Each is dubbed onto blue tapes here at ML HQ one-by-one in real-time while we type on and cut photos to make the inserts. Not exactly Henry Ford shit.
Red Lobster Magnifying Glass may one day finish their masterpiece Knockin’ on Kevin’s Door or their sub-masterpiece Trashville Skyline. Pathos Bill is celebrating several months of marriage and is moving west because none of your business. Fred Lobster continues his attempts to coerce Shazamo into performing the greatest trick of all time (not involving locks, sharks, fire, starvation, or mirrors), Mouthful o’ Nickels. Dr. Smooth is still officially single again, ladies. Send $0.50 to the Majestic Litter PayPal and we’ll give you his phone number. The one and only Bob Dylan had some nice things to say about RLMG a couple months ago. Read them here.
Breakfast had an idea and nobody wrote it down. Expect another show (and even less hair) in three years.
* Remember the trillion-dollar coin? And baseball in Quebec? Somebody send me a new Expos hat; mine’s filthy (update: so, so filthy).
* Invest in your dreams.
* We just got back from San Francisco. I didn’t eat a single burrito this time. Weird.
* Ahem, we have our very own beer, Majestic Bitter. Brewed by Kevin from Red Lobster Magnifying Glass. Send $215 to the Majestic Litter PayPal and I’ll give you Kevin’s phone number and you can drink all the beer you want at his place in Chicago until he or his lady tell you to go home. There’s also some beer at my dad’s house. Send me $2300 and I’ll give you the alarm code and you can help yourself. Limited time offer. (Dad, just kidding. Send money though.)
* Carnitas. Always carnitas. I’m even wearing some on my pants.