The HBHL1 has been ringing off the hook (three calls!!1!) since we played at Between Books on Friday. Our Cool Little Brothers (a.k.a. our die-hard fans) can’t stop telling us how our concert that night changed their lives. We know. It changed our lives, too.
Some fans have decided to start sporting jaunty caps like Matt’s, while others have vowed to take up interpretive dance like Jill. Still others have started speaking in accents native to the British Isles.. though we’re not exactly sure what that has to do with anything. Anyway, we’re trying to say that we feel your love, CLBs, yes we do. And we want to thank you in one of the only ways we know how.
Here is a list of the ways that HOT BREAKFAST! knows how to say Thank You:
- send a thoughtful Thank You card through the US Mail
- send you a whimsical arrangement of preservative-dipp’d fruits, specially cut and assembled to look like cheerful flowers of gratitude
- “Danke! Das ist mein Badezimmer auf dem Tisch!”
- clean your gutters
- finally hem your dress pants
- mail you an Applebee’s gift card
- give you a free MP3 of “Do They Know It’s Christmas?” from our show Friday night
Yes, our formatting gave it away: The most thoughtful (and economical) gift we can give to you, the rabid fans who would totally take a hot frying pan to the face for us, is a free (FREE!) recording of our performance of Do They Know It’s Christmas? so you all can re-live that moment over and over again.
Go ahead. Download it. Load it up on your preferred music-playing device and put on your noise-canceling headphones. Pour yourself a nice plastic cup of boxed Riunite and relax… close your eyes, and suddenly it’s exactly like you’re there at the concert at Between Books.2 And when you put the song on constant repeat, you can relive that magical four minutes and forty seconds over and over, like your own personal Groundhog Day.
It is true. We really do love you.
Here it is! Enjoy!
1 Hot Breakfast Hot Line
2 And if you use your mind’s eye very adeptly, you can even sneak to the other side of the store to secretly leaf through their copy of that Cthulhu hentai mag. Nobody will even see you.