Fake Money

It’s that time of year again, and although I had dearly hoped to have a video and re-recorded version of this song by now, it looks like it’s gonna be a 2011 thing. Or maybe we’ll already be pushing the next smanger by that time.

For now, listen to the track on the Soundcloud player, click the arrow to get the free download, put your damn mugs up and sing that shit.

I’ve vowed to go to every holiday party I get invited to this year, which means a)I have no free time for the next three weeks and b)I’ll be posting to this blog from rehab in January.

This is my homeboy Dan.

I’ve known this dude since he was three feet tall, back in 2006 or so. I gave him a bit of advice when I was drunk back in the day about college and the reasons why he might want to stop going to it, and he became a bike messenger shortly thereafter. We see each other in the street once in a while. I think I’m going to drop in on his crew for beers tonight, but he doesn’t know that yet.

Since then, I’ve retreated to the studio and he’s gone on to become a super-ass-kicking roadie and cyclocross racer. I have high hopes for this guy. And he has a way cool mom. And a great blog called BONEDETH that has pictures of people, biycles, people on bicycles and a lot of other cool shit. You’ll like it.

I’m supposed to write a song about Dan, and one of these days I swear I will do it. Until then, keep rippin legs off, dude. I’m cheering from the sidelines.

Hey y’all.

It’s high time I dropped something new from the lab. I haven’t done a contest in quite a while, but Indaba runs some pretty cool programs and I had to throw down on this one. Vote for it with the widget below, then grab the free download from the Soundcloud player!

http://astor.indabamusic.com/flash/widgets/my_entry_v2.swf?submission_id=36231&contest_name=gold-guns-girls&myspace=false&clearspring=false