Jillian was an apple. A Texas apple. Her parents stuffed her into a box and mailed her from Houston to PCB, lovingly packed in popcorn, both for comfort and nourishment. Jillian was raised by wild ganster rappers. She is a lovely dancer. Jillian migrated to Tallahassee where she learned to read. Doug loved her voice. They wrote songs together. They got mad. They don't play together anymore.       Jason was born at the age of 18. He smells like a woman. Jason was abused as a child; his mother beat him with a mezzo-soprano. He used to compose the most beautiful music in the shower, but he became convinced that the boy next door was a Russian spy. Jason worked day and night to forget the songs for the good of the country. He drinks coffee every day.       Jillian had to perform, but no fool to hold the lute. Jillian met Jason inside of a black dog. Jillian hated Jason. He pontificated the definition of pontification far too smuggly. Jillian is mean, thought Jason. (Jason does not think.) Jillian is beautiful. Jason has a face for radio. Jason has a lute. He will play two shows and no more. He then went to Los Angeles. There were no angels in Los Angeles, so he came back. Jillian made Jason sit down far behind her so that people would think she was taller than him. Jillian did not fool anyone.       Jillian gave Jason sweet tea, in which a spoon will stand straight up. Jason played more than two shows. Then, Jason and Jillian met Buddha. He had a tin can and so they made an extended player. Part of it was a faucet joint named Patrick. People like faucet joints. Buddha gave them a full-length, but cursed it so that it could never use the name November Files. Jason is still bitter. Jillian joined a religious cult.       Jason and Jillian moved to the middle. Jillian, athough from Texas, did not have tea from there. So Jason learned to scoop icecream. Jason's right forearm is twice as big as his left. From icecream. The dreaded evil emporer, Pete, made people all over the country listen to Jason and Jillian. Some liked it. (There is no accounting for taste.)       Jason and Jillian have played a lot of times now. They like each other, they think. (Jason does not think.) They have played all over a region of the country, at the mountains and at the beach. They have played for very famous people, like that guy who did the thing. You know. Once Jason played a show naked with a guava taped to his head. Noone noticed. They stare at Jillian. Jillian is beautiful. Return to Main Page