Well we did it. Three days after our sold-out release show, all of Doomtree is safe and sound. Local hospitals were called, bail money was scraped together, an airport defibrillator got a little action, incriminating photos were destroyed, and all of us made it home for dinner. To those of you who helped make Friday night happen: thank you.
Now Doomtree just sits by the red phone and waits for the next call…
Cecil. That’s all I’m at liberty to say–sorry, line’s tapped.