Well just how does theatrical magic begin? A script. A boom box. A small empty space with a cheap linoleum floor. Two people stumbling through lines and songs. Lots of hope and good intentions. And a determination not to suck.
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- Gloriously Sad and Mournful!
- This Life-Time it's Hair!
- Grand Consciousness Changer!
- We Rocked, We Soared, We Played to the Trees!
- R&R Distortion Master!
- Watch!
- How Convenient!
- The Mystic Trinity
- The Flip-Side
- Not the Thing Itself!
- Pure Joy!
- One Shot. Signifying Something.
- Talking to People in the Heartland
- Strangled by The Bow-Tie!
- Don't Worry It Won't Go to My Head!
- Branding the Band!
- Pictures on the Wind
- "All of this shouldn't be here."
- Coutdown to Abbie Fest
- New Experiment?
- The Harder They Come, The Harder They Fall!
- Boat-Loads of Free Money!
- Coffee Round-Table
- Theater Magic
- D2 is Materializing Before Our Eyes!
- Long Live Krugman!
- Our Essential Dupe-hood!
- American Exceptionalism
- Internal Monologue No Voices Required...
- Voracious Consumers!
- An Instructive Suckiness!
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