A couple of days ago, Maniac told me he had a huge secret he wouldn’t tell me. I tried to ask him but he was in his regular state of incoherent babbling. I gave him a sucker punch and moved on to figure out what the hell was going on. I turned to the other guys and no one would say anything. So I started hanging out outside Bedlams apartment looking for clues. And when I say apartment I mean something like this:

Bedlam’s living room

So I continued rummaging until I finally noticed a note scribbled by Maniac to Bedlam.

Bedlam! It’s time to write some new songs and there’s only one way to go about it! I know what you’re thinking, but I haven’t had time to come up with the necessary farm equipment for that so here’s how we’ll do it. Bring your house to the big field outside of town and we’ll sit there and write shit. Oh, and bring Stuff and BBB to. Don’t mention this to the Mutt!

/M

So I promptly called Maniac and asked him what the fuck was going on. He wouldn’t reply since he seemed to be lost in another dimension or something. He went on talking about creating a new form of rock n’ roll. So I went directly to the source instead.

Doesn’t look new to me Maniac

After screaming like a crazy guy at Bedlam for not letting me know about the session, Bedlam told me the truth. They didn’t want to burden my genius brain with the tiresome task of coming up with every new song from scratch. Instead they (Bedlam) wanted me to put the finishing touches on these songs. Also, when the time came to write even more songs, I would get the first shot as long as I promise to stop putting out my cigarettes in Maniac’s drink. We’ll see about that.

So I guess what I’m saying is: the Clan is as productive as ever and as soon as I’ve gotten my hands on the material it will sound even better.

Rock on

Mutt, The