The first gig is on a fake spaceship, though I can’t decide if we’ll just have Sarah! Jane! Smith! dialogue looped over some weird techno beats while the band oscillates on the stage, dressed in different Sarah! Jane! outfits (I so call Andy Pandy!) or classical and opera jacked up with a drum machine over the fugues and arias.
I don’t care for this at all.
attempting to steal the Amorite formula
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