Missing The Butts

Dear Butthole Surfers,
I am staggeringly, nauseatingly, groundhog-day living, every single moment crushed when i think of it; crushed like garlic, like stink bugs, like oxycontin...

i'm missing the SF shows. the only west coast shows. at all. since 2002.

i think about how i'm missing your show on new year's eve and i literally put my hands in the air and channel the energy, the energy that wants to know WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY. am i missing these shows. and WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY WHY are you the only band ever of whose shows I've unwittingly missed since leaving high school. ONLY.

just now i looked up the site to see if you had added an LA date. which i would fly to. or drive. whatever. i have now learned that you have added the brilliant Negativland as an opening act on NYE. salt in the wound, guys. salt in the wound. just grind it in. cook it. and eat it.

dudes. i am grateful you are playing for the hordes that will get to see you god knows they need it. we all do. but announcing your first show in nearly 7 years three weeks before a major holiday to take place on said holiday...is just cruel.

it's cruel, butthole surfers.

my heart screams. my hair falls out.
goddammit i'm missing you again because i will be in another country.

FUCK!!!!

sincerely, the girl who would snap her neck for you if you really hit it on "i saw an x-ray...",
louisiana jones