gone chasing easter bunnies amongst the magic mushroom circles lying in the sultry depths of the mystical forest in my wintry space suit with a bunch of usual suspect punk monks.
we come in peace. we bring light. and harmless recording devices [we use our power for good rather than evil].
alice spacedoll album release... mmm hmm.
back late next week. with photos. video even. promise.
if you're at regrowth, maybe we'll cross paths. in some dimension or other.
no, you hang up.