feel free to send me your letters to hanson and i will post them up here, one on top of the other. special thanks to the first writer, Katie, for her totally great letter. Also thanks to Jaime for an awesome letter.

I'm basically writing you this letter to thank you. To thank you for everything you've done for me and millions of other fans for the past two years. I've been a fan of yours since I first heard MMMBop and I have loved you ever since. At first it was just because of your cute looks and perky, upbeat sound, but then as I saw you on more and more talk shows and heard more about you, I loved you for your great personalities, politeness, and your talent. You guys are really talented, there is NO denying that. You write all your own songs, play your own instruments and produce you own videos at such a young age, which is more than anyone can say for all those other boy bands. You guys are different. You care about your fans and do as much for them as you can, which we all really appreciate. You put on a great show and get everyone into it, screaming and crying. But those tears that fall from our eyes are not tears of sadness by any means, but tears of joy that we finally get to be at least in the same building as you, which is a huge honor. I may not be one of those fans who have "Hanson wallpaper" (although I am pretty darn close), and cry everyone someone says something bad about you (although I do get very offended, ask anyone), but I really appreciate everything you have done. You have given me hopes of seeing you in concert and on TV. You have given me dreams that maybe someday I will actually get to sit down and actually tell you all of this mushy stuff in this letter, and you have inspired me and gotten me through tough times, which I really appreciate. If I ever did get to talk to you, I would not want to ask you stupid questions like, "boxers or briefs?", but thank you for EVERYTHING. You have made so many people, including myself, happy. I will support you in everything you do and even when you guys are 70 years old, I still hope to keep track of what you guys are doing because you guys are the first band to ever really inspire me and change my life for the better. I just have one thing to say. I couldn't have picked a better favorite group.
Thank you again.
As Zac would say: "Peace, Love and Bulletproof Marshmallows"
Love Always,
Jaime


Ummm....hi.

This is really awkward for me. I don't like writing people I don't know. I don't like writing people who I think may criticize me for being obsessed. I'm not obsessed. I could care less if you looked like Chris Endsley or Sean Flowers. (No, they aren't male models. They are just regular kids.) It wouldn't bother me if you guys looked like Surge Boy. (Yet another person I've met over the summer. This one, however, disgusted me.)

I like your music. I hated Mmmbop, loved Where's the Love?, got bored of I Will Come To You after about 2 weeks of incessant air time, and miss Weird 'cos the DJs never play it anymore. I'm excited about your new album, even though you haven't even started to record it yet. I hope that your song-writing abilities aren't affected by post-fame.

I like lots of bands. My favorite song now is I Will Buy You A New Life, by Everclear. I guess because it is hopeful, and it reminds me of Chris, too. (See, I'm not in love with YOU either.) He may never be able to support me, but he can always crack me up. He talks to himself... Not in the normal "where did i leave my shoe?" type way, but the senseless, wordless, nonsense ramble that no one can understand but him. It sounds like a foreign language. I like Chris. What can I say?

Anyhow, I have no idea why I'm telling you about him... Maybe because I'm bored, and I don't know what else to tell you. Keep up the good work? No, too frequent. Don't let the fame go to your head? No, I think that it's already nabbed one of you. (Hack...sputter...cough...taylor...choke...gag...) Yeah, anyway, I just wanted to know you have some semi-normal fans out there. No matter how screwy we seem, not all of us scream.

Non-obsessively not yours,
Katie

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