Tuesday, April 26, 2005


The Red Elvises are going to be here a week after I leave, at the club where we saw the Croatian frat-rockers the other night. What are the chances? I'm deeply frustrated by the timing on this.

Of all the gin joints in all the cities in all the world, they have to walk into the Mudd Club ten days after I've vamoosed. But if you're in town (or in Hamburg before that, or Barcelona after, or anywhere else on the tour, which also swings through the U.S.) and you like to have fun, you should go.

Tell them Cheesy Slice's old girlfriend sent you. They'll know what that means.