"Disbelieving eyes, chilled to the bone..."
Last night was such an odd, odd night. Somehow the entire Floorshow crew were in wigs singing with "Wig in a Box" to an audience that seemed like they'd never heard of the Angry Inch.
Sean had forgotten/lost/misplaced/eaten his regular Frank wig, and was using an awful Chaka Kahn-esque one for the show. In my "Planet Schmanet" punches, I actually managed to snag a finger on it, and it fell off. For Floorshow, we made sure that we all had random wigs in tribute. Sean came out with the Martian Girl wig from Tim Burton Night.
Other than that, it was a really, really nondescript show. The audience was impossibly dead, even though it wasn't really, really empty. It's depressing, though, that our crowd keeps dropping.
Hungry.
P.S. -- I like "Wunderkind" a lot, musically, but lyrically, it really doesn't even attempt to make sentences or even phrases.
Sean had forgotten/lost/misplaced/eaten his regular Frank wig, and was using an awful Chaka Kahn-esque one for the show. In my "Planet Schmanet" punches, I actually managed to snag a finger on it, and it fell off. For Floorshow, we made sure that we all had random wigs in tribute. Sean came out with the Martian Girl wig from Tim Burton Night.
Other than that, it was a really, really nondescript show. The audience was impossibly dead, even though it wasn't really, really empty. It's depressing, though, that our crowd keeps dropping.
Hungry.
P.S. -- I like "Wunderkind" a lot, musically, but lyrically, it really doesn't even attempt to make sentences or even phrases.
hungry
fine
thoughtful
lazy