So yesterday, I got a bit into the down and dirty aspects of this contest, what with the cheating and the backstabbing and the FLA-ven! But popularity contests don't always bring out the worst in people - sometimes, people are downright neighborly.

For instance, check out what our buddies/former messy practice space sharers Harris emailed to all their fans:

"So our good buddies in Scamper have been nominated to open for none
other than the reigning kings of brotherly bubble gum pop at the
Avalon Fucking Ballroom in Boston-

Please, I implore you- help make this happen for them.

A little background on Scamper- these are some of the best dudes in
the Boston scene- that alone should get them your vote. But beyond
that, they're fucking amazing. They have the slickest, poppiest,
catchiest damn songs in the world, and they're the type of band who
could really capitalize off of winning a competition like this. Don't
believe me? Check out their songs at www.myspace.com/scamper

Here is the link to vote- it takes only 2 seconds. I promise, you're
voting for some of the greatest dudes on earth."

Is that not the sweetest thing you've ever read in your life? I almost feel bad for rubbing my balls all over their amps and drums. Almost. So check out their CD release on Friday October 14 at the Middle East Up. Those of you who were lucky enough to see them at our Abbey Lounge residency last March know - these guys are the real deal.

Speaking of the real deal, I officially felt like I was in a rock band for the first time today. A generous young lady has offered a very fair "boobs for votes" trade on Scamper's behalf. While Scamper cannot officially condone such depraved behavior, we certainly applaud her enthusiasms. Her wonderful, supple enthusiasms. Warning: this link isn't 100% work safe, unless you work at the Hustler mansion or something.