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The Will Always Negates Defeat

Happy moon day all!

I woke with new theories about gravity and revolution. I recently put it all together about Elvis and his hips. They single handedly destroyed the 60's revolution. Elvis was a government plant to diffuse the potential of love.

I know, he came on in the 50's, but the government brought him up on stage, wound him up and let him go to distract the teens from their god given right to overthrow. They handed those kids a pair of hips, some cocaine, and a bit of weed knowing full well what was on the horizon. Bastards!

I now blame the pelvis and gravity!

OUCH!

"We're the enforcers, the sorcerer's orphans, and we know why we fight"

So, How Good Were The Lips?

So good that I actually threw my underwear on stage. That's NOT a silly metaphor! Well, it could be, but in this case it isn't. Really, the only bad news about the night is that I wore my orange and white caftan dress, aka The Brainpick Messiah garb, and it was destroyed by the insanity of the crowd. It was rather odd walking out onto Woodward half naked, wrapped below the waist by shreds of a soaked with sweat caftan. Good times.
The two big highlights of the show song-wise were Vein of Stars, where I wept like a baby, and the closing cover of War Pigs by Sabbath, where they flashed images of Bush and Cheney on the big screen behind them. Well, as I write this I realize that the whole show was a highlight. Of course, Do You Realize brought tears as well.

There are some youtube movies available where you can see Bucky and me in the front. I'll post those here in the next few days. They've blocked youtube here at work so I can't access them now.