Monday, February 14, 2005

Dear Everybody,




love,
The Steamies

Friday, February 04, 2005

Dear Jive Turkey,

An unauthorized smear-story is being circulated about us. Dang! We prefer to authorize tabloid-style dirt, and in fact create it ourselves, but in this case we had nothing to do with it. Really. We totally didn't make this up when we were high.

An excerpt from the synopsis of the description of the treatment:

Meet Me at the White Hen Pantry. This story outlines the sordid tale of drug exchanges made by fiends desperate for reefer... and desperate to not get caught! Read about what this outlaw duo, calling themselves the "Steamy Bohemians," do for kicks!

Niki Wisdom

"I don't know if you've read a lot of fairytales, but pretty much all you had to do in olden times to be king was get the crown."

Steamy Follies

In order to make more money, the Steamies held a raffle at their last show. After realizing they had no real prize to offer but themselves, they announced the winner would get to "get high with us in the parking lot." Unfortunately, the winning ticket was held by Cambridge police officer Sean McGillis, who confiscated the illegal paraphernalia and an additional $2.50 to buy some rolling papers at the White Hen.