In the spring of 2013, seven friends walked into their neighborhood Walgreen’s and sang their latest creation, “Get It
At Green’s”, a jingle describing the great savings to be found there. You’ll never hear that song by The Lemons,
because it was swiftly rejected for being “too out there”. Or at least the guy at the check out line thought so. They
wrote a new song on the walk home about that check out line guy, “Chubby Checker”. It was the first of 14 songs
written for The Lemons’ first tape “Hello, We’re The Lemons”, released on cassette in 2014 by Gnar Tapes. That
tape fits on an album side, and 14 more tunes make up the first Lemons record, also called “Hello, We’re The
Lemons” (Burger Records).

A cello. A flute. A basson. A sitar. A mellotron. The drums. These are all instruments you would hear on a typical
Lemons song if only they knew how to play them. Instead, the Lemons craft their psychedelic sing-alongs using the
tools at their disposal: a thrift-store Omnichord, a ‘60s Kay bass, a half dozen beat up guitars, and the ringing sound
of their layered voices. You might say that the songs are catchy to a fault. The Lemons make each one last just long
enough to get stuck in your head, and then they hit ya with the next one. Why have a second verse when you can
have a whole new tune?

It’s all there in Hello, We're The Lemons, the Lemons’s self-produced 28-song debut on Burger Records. Songs about friends, foods,
animals, places, and all of life’s other nouns. You’ll hear the sounds of tambourines, drum machines, broken
acoustic guitars and fuzzed out electric ones, hand claps and sudden laughs. There’s a tune for Mikey, a tune for
JJ, tunes for Margo and Jude. There might even be a tune for you. Pick up Lemons on Burger Records and find out
for yourself.

The Lemons all live in an ivy covered house on a quiet tree lined street on Chicago’s northwest side. They think it’s
the house John Cusack grew up in, because “I Love John Cusack” was already written on the bathroom wall when
they moved in. People say they seem like a cult, even though they’ve never worn matching robes. They record in
the basement, where Chris Twist calls home. John Lemon is right upstairs, strumming the 4 chords he knows on
guitar, while Dee Dee Lemone is noshing by his side. Kimmy Slice is outside playing with the neighborhood cats.
Kelly Nothing is there, too, but she’s busy texting her new crush. Bad Boy Billy Sour is pulling up on his bike right
now. They’re all getting ready to learn the new song that Juicy James just wrote. He writes one every day, including
several of the stickiest jingles on Lemons: “My Candy Girl,” “Long Long Hair” and “Jingle Jangle” to name a few.

The Beatles played at Shea Stadium and were done after 35 minutes. The Ramones played CBGB’S for just 18
minutes. The Lemons set at this year’s Burger Mania clocked in at 9. When John Lemon was asked if they can play
longer than that, he famously said “for you, anything”. That famous short set all started when they were asked to
open for the Beets in 2013, and saw the gang tour in support of the Memories and Twin Peaks, along with stops on
the Burger Caravan of Stars. The Lemons won Chicago over first in the plumbing-plagued basement of DIY hotbed
Animal Kingdom, then opening for the likes of The Flamin’ Groovies, The Garden, Nobunny and King Tuff.
Their high-energy, sing-along stage show often sees the band playing their shortest song “Ice Cream Shop”,
several times in a row, either tricking the audience into expecting a cover song, or answering calls for a “triple
scoop”. The whole thing is chock full of vibes, including The Mamas & The Papas’ harmonies, The Vaselines’
shambolic energy, The Monkees’ comedic timing, all wrapped in the sugar fueled colors of a Saturday morning
cartoon.

Hello, We’re The Lemons is available from Burger Records on February 5, 2016.