JUN 21, 2007
COWABUNGA!

We're doing fine, thanks for asking!
The turtles are hitting the screen with the Silver Surfer right on their shelled asses. Not to mention McClane 4.0 who also wants to take a shot at saving the planet! Oh, and our new record is also out and it's doing much better than any of these fictional characters! Yes, even Bruce.

I'm here at my folks at the moment (still recovering from Provinssi Rock - CHEERS to all y'all!) and got an ungrateful task of clearing some of my old shit out. Now I'm not saying that my baseball trophies are anything worth saving but check the shit I just found - The Original "Butt First - Demo Session" master DAT-tape! And this just might be the one, titled 4/1997. So we might've fucked you guys around a bit or this is the second recording... Who knows, the very first one got prolly stolen by those evil Canadians! I still love Propagandhi, Chixdiggit!, Kirka and all that good Kanada stuff but c'mon guys, the ice hockey championship every other year should be enough, stop stealing from the poor! And let's not even start with the Swedes :)

Other than that I've mostly been busy with old horror flicks and some even older chicks (no milf jokes now!). I even got my car back. Engine boiled to hell and all. Poor me. Blah, blah...
Anyway, you know where to reach us/me, so cram that contact page now or later. Either way it's your loss. Let's (insert your favorite insult here) later!

--murkku


MAY 29, 2007
IT'S ALIVE!

The agonizing silence is once again over and we're back with a vengeance!

(Warning! I'm about ramble on... refreshing the page as I go :)
As you probably already know, we've got a new album called "Counting Wolves" coming out in June. It's put out by a small Finnish indie label called Moby Disc and the delivery is handled through Sony/BMG. The release date is set as 6.6.2007 so it's about the time you guys start bombarding all the radio stations with requests. We want the airwaves, babe!

Onto other news.. My car got stolen last night! The shameless bastard(s) most likely knew that I had a copy of Counting Wolves in the glove compartment, that's the only reasonable explanation for such a daring act. Or it just might be that the 16-year-old Blaupunkt casette player was too tempting to pass by. Maybe it was the Screeching Weasel tape... Anyway, I hope the dick crashes it into a concrete wall doing 200kmph, enjoys a few torturous flickering flames before eventually dying of the sustained injuries.
Call me cruel, but I'm pissed and I really hate walking :)

We'll also be playing quite a few summer festivals this year. Check out shows for details on those.

--murkku