Sweet Dreams and Flying Machines

Greetings Fellas and Filets,

The month of February is nearing its end.  It certainly isn't going down without a fight, but it, unfortunately, is taking our residency at The Village Lantern down with it.

We've had nothing but good times, me and Residency.  We've laughed, we've cried, we've purified ourselves in the waters of lake Minnetonka...  we've grown together, but now it's time to say goodbye.  If you love something, you have to let it flee the country with February.

(I do not own this.  That being said, notice how it gets funnier the longer you stare at it)

We're using this time to reflect (find us if you need to check your hair), and to re-evaluate our place in this universe.  As such, The Kind has shaved its head, robed up, joined the church of soul, and taken a vow of ROCK.  You have to buy your underwear from the church, and you're only allowed to drink from leopard print sippy-cups.  We'll be at your door with a pamphlet soon.

But now, we're focusing on writing.  Soon we will have many more great originals.  So many so, that Residency will inevitably be jealous of our success and a bit remorseful that it left us in the first place, and  will come back.

Join us at our last residency show this coming Tuesday, February 28th, where we will do our best to go out with a BANG.  Or at least a BOING.  8pm-12am, at The Village Lantern.

After that, we're playing a show on March 5th at Spike Hill, at 9pm.  We got our buddy Zach Mayer and his band (www.myspace.com/zachmayermusic) playing before us at 8pm.  It's gonna be big.

This is The Kind, signing off.

Chocolate Chip and Ukulele

Welcome to The Kind's blog.  In honor of our grand opening, we hope you'll give yourself a celebratory pat on the back (depending on which part of your back that you're able to reach, you might be doing yoga).  Join us as we set sail with our big fancy new ship, and aid us by yelling "ICEBURG DEAD A-F***ING-HEAD," juuuuust a little bit sooner than that other guy on that other ship.

You might be wondering, "What are The Kind and all of its members up to?  I love them so dearly," and, "Where can I pick up a pound of cookie dough at 2am?"  Well, we want to start answering that first question for you on a regular basis, and as far as the second question... well, you've got a problem.  We hate to be the ones to tell you.  We're going to start calling you "Cookie," out of love.

So, Cookie, I decided to start a band blog for a couple reasons.  One is because my Email newsletters were getting far too long given that I like to include all my random mutterings, and secondly I was tired of being the only one writing them and speaking to you.  Now every member of The Kind will get their chance to pee in the snow.

And, just to blog your memory, remember to check us out on other media fronts:

Facebook: www.facebook.com/kindband

@kindband on twitter

We're mixing our first single, "Be Here," so get ready to see that on iTunes and other media outlets, soon.

I leave you with some Elvis Costello you've probably never seen:

Until next time, this is Derek, drummer of The Kind, getting rid of the life boats.

Ciao, Cookie.