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My friend Bradley, who's in a great band called The Palace Flophouse, sent me a nice note today that I thought I'd share with you.

Hey,
I have a quick anecdotal story. I was listening to your CD (which is fucking good) in my car while driving around with one of the autistic people I work with and this is the conversation that took place...also he speaks in a thick Cajun accent which is somehow important.

Him-who is this?
Me-John Krane
Him-Oh, this is John Krane. I didn't know this was John Krane.
Me- You like it?
Him- Yeah. John Krane's singing for the good.

Keep singing for the good, man.

Thanks, Brad!

John Krane and Fred Friction play next Tuesday (August 31st) at Cummel's Cafe in the U-City Loop in STL. We start around 9. As I've said before, it's a Fred show--I'm just backing him up. If you haven't heard Fred Friction and you live in St. Louis, then I don't approve of the choices that you've been making in life, son.

I'm going to get better about updating this page, since I'm paying for it. I see on my big ol' traffic counter that we're getting a very, very decent number of visitors every day, and I appreciate that.

But as for tonight, it's late, so, well, fuck you. Shoot me an email at johnkrane@gmail.com if there's any specific type of content that you'd like to see up here, and I'll do what I can.

Oh, and I'm looking for a drummer and bassist in St. Louis, so if you read this and you're one of those and you've got some serious time to devote to playing, email me.

I rarely post other people's music on here, but that might change soon. This one's too good not to share.



I love how his bravado just kind of degenerates during the song. Buy Cee-lo's stuff.