Saturday, February 26, 2005

You know what's funny? Making fun of a guy at the bar because of his awful hair and huge mustache, then watching him walk up onto the stage because he's in the band. That's funny.

Because suddenly his awful hair and mustache is really cool, just because he's in the band.

But then it turns out he is the band's maracas player. He also does the tambourine and some hand claps.

Does that make him even cooler?

Also funny is the girl in front of the stage doing the Elaine. The only thing holding her back from being as bad a dancer was that she was able to control the use of her thumbs. Just barely.

You could tell she thought she was REALLY GOOD, which made the whole scene that much more pathetic.

The maracas player also rocked out the xylophone at one point. He was really whaling on that thing, little rectangular bells were flying everywhere.

The Deathray Davies were much more rockin' than I'd expected them to be. Apparently they rocked so hard the Elaine girl couldn't control her arms or legs.

Or in the words of George Costanza, "It was like a full-body dry heave set to music."

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