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My dear Wormwood, |
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It's
been ages since I last visited Hades ,
and it's too bad I missed you then — we
could have visited the The
Inferno
again for the first time and
enjoyed the Char
Burger
together. Next time around,
I expect I'll be playing the
Fiery Furnace
and we
can hang together and throw back a Brimstone or
two. |
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Unfortunately,
I don't actually have a new album or a
tour or any new songs to lay on you right
this second, but maybe you could listen
to This Moody Bastard a
coupla times while I'm getting it all together
on my end. I sorta wrote that one with
you in mind, so I guess it's "our
song", if you know what I mean. |
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I'll
tell you this, though: Tom Whalley and
the gang at Warners are all as excited
as Pete Rose right
now about my forthcoming album — they've
promised me that they're gonna promote
the thing 'till they're smoke in
the face. Tom himself is going to be hittin'
it necro-style for
all he's worth until my album screams to
the top of the charts and stays there for
a couple of months or more. |
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Tell
the gang at Hades' I
miss 'em the most and hope to see them
soon! |
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Ciao
for now, -W |
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