dear neal is over. No more dear neal, albums or shows. It was fun while it lasted and I hope you all enjoyed it during it's brief adventures. Thanks to everyone but particularly: Toby for liking me and your generous gifts of moral support. Lacy for giving me my first show. Herbie for his non-provoked plugs and with the help of Ben for radio play. Cowboy Chris for his endless inspiration, and company on the road of adolescence, and the creation of permanent pre adulthood (I'm sure there's a bible verse that probably says what I wish I could). Wes B. and Luke for analytical criticism and listening to my various rants about the Velvet Underground. Deb for basically writing an album for me. Jay Waste, Wes H., and Amanda for support and actually paying for the albums, when you probably could've just suckered me into giving them to you, and Jay particularly for telling me a really enlightening story about a tiger in the constraints of his former back yard. Lins Deel/Waste for the best birthday gift, ever. Jess for web support. TAK 007 for sharing approximately 8000 dollars worth of gas with me, and for the recording software and bass. And anyone who's ever said anything positive about dear neal, I really didn't imagine that any comments would come from anyone aside from my personal friends who are obligated to pat me on the back for effortless actions. And thanks for the support and many smiles and opportunities. I love you all, either a little or a lot.
if you'd like, you can still download some songs.
