About Me
Youth Unit Are Fucking Dead
Youth Unit is fucking dead as of May 2nd, the day prior to Rory's trip to New York, or some crazy place, to learn songs before he goes on a long-ass cruise. Following that, later in the summer, Joseph is moving to Toronto for school, and a few days later you'll have begun hearing the rumours that I've gotten myself addicted to coke. The rumours will be true. It will all come out when a worried friend comes over to visit me and finds that I am doing lines off of a Mylo record. Stefan will finally release his solo album entitled "My Love, For You". Let's Dance will sky-rocket in to Edmonton stardom and will be called the Edmonton Ramones in a spotlight in View Magazine - Youth Unit will be completely forgotten.
One final show is in the works but pending, so, though we are certainly hopeful, it cannot be said with certainty whether you'll be able to see us again, or if we'll get a chance to play to you again. For all you whose last time seeing us was on the 18th - I'm sure our memory will stay with you in some sweet and warm way, and for that I am grateful. For all of you whose last time seeing us was at Red's - I am terribly sorry. And for all of you whose last time seeing us was at the Our Mercury show - I'm sure our memory will stay with you in some sweet and warm way, and for that I am thankful.
We had a lot planned, and, well, most of that won't be realized, but we got to have a lot of fun and that's what really matters. For me, it was just so unreal to get to play with bands like Submission Hold, and to meet so many people, and to play with some of our very best friends.
Perhaps as old men we will one day reconvene and play a set on PBS. There will have to be a replacement for Ben, however, who will likely die in a plane crash on his way to a gig in Australia. Dave will probably be the fill-in, as he is the only one who remember the Lars Song and can do all of our parts acapella.
By order of the Postmaster General,
Keaton
