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The winds have died down, and we are left with the still heat. Joe and i are sneezing like mad and i am convinced that living in an igloo might help my tortured sinuses. All i want is cool relief. Lemonade please. Mixing has totally consumed our every waking hour. well, mostly chris' every waking hour. NEVER has our equipment failed so frequently! Ethan is a master of the 4am fix-it fever and we move forward to song number twelve. Mastering in one week and the beast is finished. It is beautiful. We play some newer, quieter, more delicate material at The Makeout Room on Sunday, May 13th. Headlining will be the delectable Persephone's Bees. We hope to see you there. "and tread dependence beneath my feet step right up something's happening here" Love, Kelly "my
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Thursday,
May 3, 2001