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"J + J + J at the Galaxy Hut"
(poem by MySpace user "Ianisradical"; I believe he's the young lad in the striped shirt)

You see what I mean? Johnny is so exciting
serenading us while Joanna lays the notes down.
The beat machine proceeds like lightning;
J Plus J Plus J in my hometown.

What can J three be? Interesting indeed,
a wonderful story of romance is what occurred-
J and J meet in a church parking lot and agreed
Jesus was what made the third.

Mutually they conceive sweet pop melodies.
Awe-inspiring tunes of skeeball and the mall
may seem strange to the majority, but most of these
are lyrical conveyances that do nothing but enthrall.

Johnny takes a stab at breakdancing
forgetting the money in the pants he wore
but diddly can cease his advancing
while the coins roll all over the barroom floor.

Trekking from Chicago to Arlington to entertain
a few people, maybe twelve fists in the air
pumping to the beat unable to contain
the joy that ensued; you had to of been there.



edit PSs- Joanna has the raddest red-eye I've ever seen in a picture here! Her eyes look like two big, yellow, glowing robot eyes. I assure you she is just a normal human!
While the poem is true, the 3rd "J" in the band is Jesus, I don't want to make anybody think J+J+J is a heavily-serious religious band or anything (a cursory listen to the breakdown-speech during "Jobs that Require Headphones" should cure one of that notion)! J+J+J is gloriously un-serious 90% of the time.

coming next Journal- a lot of ARTWORK, many many pics!