Hey!  Welcome to "The House of Llama"  I thought I'd fill the Llama Fans in on some of our news.  My newlywed twin sister is, uh, "busy"   You know.  So I figured I'd tell you some of the things that happened before her wedding. 

You probably already know that Kissimmie and I got a place downtown, a nice old brownstone, and the band, Richard, Korey, and Ronan moved in with us.  Warren got arrested for assaulting a cow so, uh, he won't be with us for awhile. 

Most Llama fans already know that our manager from Home Malone Records met an early and unexpected death when a satellite fell out of the sky, and well, let's just say there wasn't much left of the poor guy.  That put Llama Mama's second album and world tour on hold while we searched for a new manager.  A friend of our family, uh George McCarthy, told me he might be able to hook me up with a relative of his in the music business.  I didn't think all that much of it until George showed up with the guy at our new club.

 As a sideline business venture, the band bought a building downtown.  Basically it's a place for us to jam.  We don't have to haul our setup all over town that way, and the fans know where they can find us.  It's worked out pretty good, having our own space.  We call it "Club Llama"  naturally. 

The night George and his uncle showed up, Llama Mama was rockin' the house, as usual. 

Even though my sister didn't pick George for that Heiress thing, he's still a good friend, and an awesome Llama Fan.  After one of our sets I went over to say hello to him.

George said "Plato, dude, this is Thomas, the guy I told you about.  He's from Devendria, and he's the one that manages DeSodas."

"No way dude!  Are you serious?  You manage DeSodas??  That's awesome. The Llamas and I are huge fans."

Thomas was real cool.  He said that there's tons of Llama Fans in Devendria.  Man, I had no idea we were even IN Devendria.  And then he says "So who manages you guys Plato?"  and George said "Oh man, you're never gonna believe what happened..."

And I tell him.  "Here's the thing.  We were all set for the release of our second album, and a world tour, and a satellite falls on our manager.  So we're waitin for our label to get us a new one."  And Thomas said "How's that workin' out for you?"  and I tell him "Not so good dude.  It's been four months, and we're still waitin'.  We produced a couple of videos, and bought this club, we're workin on putting a recording studio upstairs, but without a manager, we can't tour.  Especially not a world tour, you know, you gotta have somebody with connections EVERYWHERE."

"And if you can't tour, you can't make money."

"You got that right man."

And then he keeps talkin, and my heart starts beating, and my palms get sweaty and I'm thinkin "oh man, is he about to say what I think he's gonna say?" 

"Plato, I think you know you guys are hot.  You can't sit around Legacy Land if you want to go global.  You guys are good, really really good, and if you know anything about my career, I only work with the very best bands.  Llama Mama has what it takes to be one of the greatest bands of all time.  You guys just have to get out there.  And if you're interested, I could put you there.  There's not a country I don't have connections in.  I can book you in ANY venue, and I guarantee, you'll sell out.  Not clubs, not theatres, but arenas."

"Dude, are you totally and completely serious?  You want to manage Llama Mama?"

"I wouldn't offer if I wasn't serious"

Is that not the coolest thing ever?  Thomas, the manager is DeSodas is gonna manage Llama Mama.  I don't think I've ever been so friggin' happy!

So that was it.  We made a deal on the spot.  Our next gig was going to be my sister Cali's wedding, so I invited him to come see us play again, and to bring his whole family.  And he did, he even jammed with the band, which was pretty cool.

Anyway, thinking of global success, family and marriage put me in a giddy mood, and made me think of my very own almond scented chick, Kissimmie.  And all of a sudden, the moment was right.

I called her up on the stage.

"Kissimmie,"  I said,  "I'm no good without you.  Marry me woman, and tame this wild Llama heart"

So now we're officially engaged.  I mean, it's not like I was gonna hook up with some other almond scented chick, right?  So why not make it official?  I have no idea when we'll have time to get married, who knows, we might even get hitched during a concert.  Anyway, we're happy, and now that we have a manager, we can plan our world tour, which won't be until after little Llama Jr. is born.

It's been kinda cool, playin' house with Kissimmie.  It's almost like we're grown up or somethin.  But we get to live like rockstars, and in our underwear if we want to.  Uh, the guys don't always appreciate it, that's Richard who would probably rather not watch us kiss in our underwear during dinner, but it's like this.  I'm an artist, and when I'm seized by passion, I just have to go with it man.  If I've gotta kiss my woman, I've gotta kiss her.  Straight?

Kissimmie barely looked pregnant, she was so skinny, but this last month here she's really popped out.  It's really cool havin' a little somebody in there kickin' back at me. 

He's got good rhythm too.  Maybe he'll be a drummer.

That's basically it for me and my almond scented chick. The little Llama is supposed to get released in just a couple more weeks.  We're pretty excited. 

I'll be sure to let you know when it happens.

But for now, I've got a hot almond scented Mama-of-a-Llama to devour.

Later Llama Fans!