Frontalot tee shirts are on their way! Believe you us, we'll be hollering nice and loud when they're ready. There will be a new store page and everything. A cheesy bunch of paypal buttons, okay, fine. But that's a store.
The latest song is still "Message No. 419," also known as "Urgent Business Relationship" if you're grooving on some Outside The Inbox. What's that? Only the awesomest compilation of songs with spam subject lines for titles ever. Bradsucks is getting the good press.
We're in the process of giving the site a thorough CSSing. If anything looks totally wrecked, please report in.
It's front's birthday again pretty soon. Maybe you want to send him money like a sucker?
Front straddles the 1/2-way mark of his two week visit to our nation's capitol. Watch for him in the coming days, marching alone before the white house, holding high a small sign which reads "hey, quit that!"
Plenty of new fan art posted. Send your own. It might be too insulting (read: accurate) to find purchase in the gallery, but all kinds of artworks are welcome in Front's private collection. Fans also recently mailed us evidence of an infringement and evidence of fine taste. What's that? You want your own Frontalot sticker? Several varieties available in about a month.
Our good MC has not fallen from the face of the earth! He was in evidence among the crowd at a songfight.org concert this very Saturday (previous) and was heard to exclaim that Son of Supercar rocks, though he was not well heard in this exclamation, as the rocking was quite loud.
Also, there is a ton of new fan art. You people are the greatest. Wish we had it posted for you. Don't. Monday!