put your black tie on.: 04.2005

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Tuesday, April 26, 2005

bone marrow.

to give you the minute details, black tie social must go back in time
to when we threw rocks at the girls we liked and when our treeforts had rotting floors.
and in this time, jason cook would hurl himself off of large obstacles like an aeroplane.
guess what: jason is in an airplane. heading to toronto. lucky!

so in the meantime, black tie is in a heavy writing process time to get together 1 to 5
brand new songs for you to dig and dance the night away to with that special (icky) girl.

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