3:33 p.m. - 2005-11-01
Why even Dracula will be there!
Last night I couldn't for the life of me remember when in the song that line occurred, and it was important because we're supposed to stop playing there. Which I almost did, kind of. The Yammer Halloween Entertainment was pretty clamful on my part, but for the most part went well. Personal highlights include:
*Before the show when I was already exhausted from moving and setting up our stuff and I was trying to attach the Bush pinata to the broomstick with monofilament and it was more arduous then I ever would have imagined and I thought maybe I would snap mentally.
(p.s.: I didn't.)
*Playing The Star Spangled Banner on theremin. It's one of my favorite things. Wanktastic!
*Kia's adorable Halloween get-up, with the t-shirt with the cartoon cereal monsters and all the backstage discussion it generated, mostly centered on "WHERE THE FUCK IS BOO-BERRY? WHERE'S THE WEREWOLF THING ALSO NAMED AFTER SOME KIND OF FRUIT OR FACSIMILE THEREOF?"
*Maggie's reading of the Shaggs Halloween song.
*Matt's Radioactive Man outfit. So convincing I think I came down with a case of CANCER!
*The Mexican Wrestlers of the Apocalypso number when we went into a really fast double time, at which point I looked up at Biff on bass and he was kind of laughing and I was overcome with deranged glee.
*Being a zombie. Playing in a zombie band is great; very low pressure, since no one really expects zombies to play well.
*Bass-playing Zombie SMASHED HIS BASS! It doesn't get any more rocking than that.
*And of course, another Sockrates Carnival of Sock Puppet Morals and Logic triumph, this one featuring Schoepenhauer debating a pack of Zombies with predictable yet satisfying results. Kia and I were real pro, not even getting flustered when the scenery almost collapsed. A sizable portion of the audience seemed to pay attention and get a lot out of it, AND we debuted my new theme song, the lyrics of which are: "Trying to get by in the world today/You need a helping hand/Someone to help disseminate/And help you understand/Philosophers got words for you/Sock puppets gonna see you through at/Sockrates Carnival of Sock Puppet Morals and Logic/Sockrates Carnival of Sock Puppet Morals and Logic/Sockrates Carnival of Sock Puppet Morals and Logic", etc.
There was also a lot going on that I missed. The guys and gals in Yammer and the Zombeatles did good work, and in spite of all the bone-gnawing and brain-gobbling mayhem everyone survived to entertain (ourselves if no one else) another day.
NEXT: Opera: Western Civilation's Greatest Pain in the Ass
