The Carter Administration

Reveal Yourself, Skeleton Man!

Thanks to all who made it out to hear us play through the big speakers with the bigger compression at Centennial Park Saturday. The kids today love The Carter Administration, am I right? (And by kids I mean specifically the “under six” set.) Speaking of age, how about that weird-ass line-up? Four bands who are still paying the big kids to buy beer for them, and then us? Are they trying to make us look like the Long Players?

Very special thanks to Skeleton Man, who made the day. This dude dressed in a skeleton body suit showed up as we started playing, acted as our hype man in the crowd, and disappeared again when we stopped. Skeleton Man, please tell us who you are. We will give you a shirt, our entire discography, and a 12-pack of Busch. And we’ll play “Skeleton Man” by Frank Black and the Catholics at your wedding.

See you soon,

Todd K.

Come to Dave Cloud’s Backyard BBQ

So when you unroll your pants legs after visiting the “facilities” at Springwater this afternoon, stroll on across the driveway and wipe your feet on the brown, brown grass of Parthenon Yard, our fair city’s tribute to centenarians everywhere. If you follow these instructions exactly to the letter at exactly 5:00, you will be treated to exactly “20 minutes or four songs” (no more, no less) played live and in person by The Carter Administration. Or you could go to Germantown and get drunk outside with impunity, which you can only do on one fine Saturday afternoon in October. Your choice, my friends.

Smoke Weed,

Todd K.