dog-day cicada

we were a band. now we are a memory. ...hm, that's not too bad eh!? um. that up there is our entire album that we blew a lot of money on and had to put up with an incompetent 12 year old for a week or two that surely helped pave the road to our demise. so you should really listen to it. you owe it to us. not yourself. but seriously, it was a grand time and i know i had a lot of fun.
we couldn't have done it with out YOU. yes you, you're a balloon head. i mean. you, yeah you, provided that "you" are on the following list...we couldn't have done it without you...if not...well then what the fuck are you doing here? you nob...
thank you..........
anthony grande. we literally couldn't have done it without you.
karen matthews(aka: k-rod.) again, we literally couldn't have been a band without your amazing fucking generosity...including but not limited to putting up with our noise every thursday and making us the best fucking dinners and threatening to beat the shit out of rick every day.
pat koch. our man of ideas and animation and motivation and support and and and a lot of stuff
paul lyons. our manager and milk getter and moving bitch shit cock suck.
mike caferelli. i don't know how to spell your last name. thank you so much for all the crazy support and videos and following us around and stuff.
ryan ivanoff. stick with soccer buddy...film's just not your thing. you too. thank you for the wondrous videos and laughs and buttsex along the way.
julie harper. we did do it without you, but that's okay. i'm kidding. kind of. gypsy.
tommi grace "MAYA THE WILD WOMAN" melito. thanks for letting us make fun of 9/11 on your radio show. live.
jonathan charles lewis the III esquire jr sr. you and jim drove to fucking connecticut to see us. what the fuck is wrong with you?
james taylor.not the singer hahahhahahahahha
caitlin slaninka. you reminded me that not all slaninka's are evil...thank you.
kevin padden.well number one, i wouldn't be alive without you, number two, you came to more shows than like anyone else. and you're like 100 years old!
krista.thank you for the heavy support and the awesome drawing
kimberly "bri" chambers. thanks for the early graphics and the poems
anthony's grandma. thanks for the deserts
and of course.... the countless other people who went to our shows...this will be ever updated because i have a random memory....
andrew's family
sean's family
deborah longo
k-rod again
black donald
andrea
pat again
paul again
joe dunham! you fucking rule.
jesse asch
gregory ephram banks
katelynn ingham
erin gerdjikian
rachel coyne(you gave us a genre after our very first show...aquarium.)
mr harper
lizzy
nikos
D KITTY KATZ
christine
little jay
kaitlyn
maggie rose(she's like 10!) deana aka shithead
troy
steve necroto
the reily's
thankyouthankyouthankyou
and still...the Paul Evan Lyons(aka god) analysis shall forever stay on this page.....
dog-day cicada from the perspective of God: dog-day cicada will make you shit yourself. Never before has a band come along whose music will relax and manipulate the muscles of your bowels forcing you to shit and orgasm uncontrollably. You will feel dirty, you will feel complete. A peice of you that was buried deep will erupt out of you. You will feel the weight of the world lifted and the foresight of the heavens shall enlighten all your worldly doubts. Mortality will just be a phase of life, with everlasting fullness surrounding your spirit. Then you will realize you just shit and came all over yourself, they have stopped playing, and you're in a ditch on the side of the Jersey Turnpike.