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In keeping…if you ‘ve been around the online block with us before, by virtue of the fact that you’re reading this we must assume that you’re a fan of pain, almost in a kinky way. We’ll keep that between the two-ish of us. And instead, we’ll focus on the fact that we appreciate your diligence in sticking with it despite the fact that our digital digs have historically and steadfastly  amounted to little more than a squalid hovel, a beat-up Maytag freezer box. But hey…we’re klowns. You can fit a Lot of klowns in a freezer box, believe you us. And those aren’t pillows.

Furthermore, you may have noticed that we’ve been a bit cryogenically suspended of late. Various reasons: a preoccupation with erecting this o-so-fresh guest house; some personnel mutations; and preparations for the official coming-out of our newfangled mothership, the Klown Korps Kollective, which is happening when? Ah, funny you should ask. That would be December 30, 2011, 9pm — we’ll be headlining (11pm) the 1st annual !HONK! Klown-a-Rownd at DNA Lounge. And our first proper SF go of it in several months t’boot. Some new music — maybe even that godforsaken mythically infamous CD — and some new klowns. Speaking of which, !HONK!’s a 100%-klown affair, so make a respectable effort to accessorize accordingly or else. Regardless (Maybe!), we’re looking forward to seeing you all — it’s been lonely without you…like an amputated heart…minus the death part.

To all of you: Our hats are off, our horns do honk! Thanks for your support and adventures over the 10+ years we’ve been administering sonic justice like the an angel of Revelation (ideally the one with seven bowls – duh) to the far corners of wherever we can get to. And now we invite you to crawl down our rabbit hole for a Whole New Trip.

!WE RIDE!

(Shot and edited by Mark Day)