Happy Birthday.

Hanging out in the basement, I left and did not say goodbye. A panda chopped down on my head, and gave me a headache. My temples are not temples anymore, and they are not pure. When I am away I can drain this old, old, stagnant blood. How do you guys go on?

i just got these from sandy, kenton's mom, in an email.  he's going back to san antonio, texas, where he went through basic.  he got a technical degree in biloxi, mississippi.  i don't know what he's doing in san antonio now.

i just hope he's as okay with this as he looks.

but

how could one be?

-cassidy

A Weekened of Activity

Last Weekened (da 9th && 1oth, o9) Arto had its first few shows in Madison. They were delightful!

on Friday we played a show at Der Rathskeller, a bar located in The Memorial Union aka big college building. we opened for Drew Danburry && Someone Still Love You Boirs Yeltsin. Many friends came from out of town to see the show && at the same time many new freinds it was their first. We played well. Sadley at the end i blew up me bass amp.

on Saturday Arto opened at a basment part/kegger/cdsplitrelease show. The split release was that of Pushmi-Pullyu & The Enright House!! two fAB BANDS. Check out The Enrights web/blog for more fun facts on the night.

Enright blog:
http://www.theenrighthouse.com/

PMPY:
http://www.myspace.com/pushmipullyumusic

-mYles

Evening in the Arto Apartment 3/25

Myles looks lovely in his Bread King spaghetti strap halter-top.  Deep into night, soft chatter.  Somewhere a record sings lazily.  Kevin looks lovely with his George Lopez hair.  Myles is now shirtless, apparently cleaning, but not accomplishing anything.  A pair of pants are looking sassy. Lintless!  

Practice tomorrow morning.  Until then, There Will Be Blood.  SLUMBER! 

Jamie 

*EDIT: THOSE WERE MY SASSY PANTS.

-CASSIDY

Piety (for Leo)

My hands run along a smooth sculpture,
a bust,
and I wonder what hands ran before,
what heart molded this stone,
what careful eye scanned its being,
what patient mind roamed humanity's beauty,
and birthed it out of the Earth.
A memory captured within a frame.
The sky lets out the tears, the rain,
the sculpture shines. Like God.
From every hand, his beauty spills.




Jamie

Arto joins The Zapatista Army of National Liberation!

fantistic!!

-mYles

what one of has been up to for the last bit...

www.myspace.com/mylescoyne

-mYles